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Farm Girl's Manor

[Farming]+[Space]+[Heartwarming]+[Prosperity]+[Defeating Scum] Mo Yan, reduced to ashes by an explosion, was reborn in ancient times, becoming a little farm girl on the run from famine! Above her, a kind and handsome Scholar father - not bad! Below her, a lively and adorable pair of younger siblings - very good! But really, she felt like dying all over again, you know? On the run, going without food, drink, or shelter was one thing, but to always guard against bad guys who might capture her to fill their bellies was another! Luckily, her upgradable Space from the previous life followed her, but what the heck - that amazing Space with mountains, water, and meat to eat had been formatted! Faced with a desperate situation, Mo Yan reignited her fighting spirit: So what if it's formatted, I'll still make a fortune and build my wealth right at the foot of the Imperial City! Carving out mountains, planting orchards, buying shops, building houses... not one less! But... there are so many green-eyed troublemakers! Your farm is yours? Here, I'll trap you to death without discussion! Want to be my stepmom? Fine, I'll send you a bunch of widowers! Mother looking for you? Here, take the divorce papers, keep them, don't thank me! ... What? A handsome man is proposing? Uh, this... should I throw myself at him? PS: 1. Insist on farming without wavering + atypical domestic skirmish + no palace intrigue 2. The writing style is fairly serious, and values are normal (not excluding the occasional whimsy of the author) Links to completed works: [Abandoned Farm Girl: A Beautiful Countryside] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [The General's Legitimate Daughter Not to be Messed With] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html

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Chapter 352 Snow Disaster

The people in the village were mostly kind-hearted and sincere, and although Lao Mo's House had a terrible reputation and Old Man Mo was not well received, the dead are accorded great respect. Seeing that Mo Yongfu couldn't even afford to buy a coffin or funeral clothes for Old Man Mo, planning to wrap the body in a worn straw mat and bury it in the back mountain, they couldn't help but feel a little compassion.

Mo Yonglu, who hurriedly returned upon hearing the news to attend Old Man Mo's funeral, was living in even worse conditions than before, and the money for the funeral clothes was borrowed from someone he knew well. The villagers couldn't stand by and watch, contributing ten wen here, twenty there, they pooled together some silver. Although it wasn't much, it was enough to buy Old Man Mo a plain coffin, so he wouldn't be desecrated in death.