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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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1414 Chs

Chapter 223: Discussing Marriage Affairs in the Boudoir, a Wine Banquet Hides Schemes (7)_1

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Mo Yan also picked up the pear juice and took a sip, instantly filling her mouth with the refreshing sweetness of the pear and the sweet fragrance of honey.

Liu Tinglan, still not having enough, picked up the white porcelain teapot and poured herself another cup, "This is really good! Yanyan, you really know how to enjoy life."

Mo Yan smiled and pushed the plate of pastries towards her, "These pastries were made by my own hands, try them."

The pastries were quite ordinary fruit cakes, made with flour, eggs, honey peaches, lychee juice, and honey. Since there was no milk, they lacked a bit of milky flavor, but they were not overly sweet and were full of fruitiness, and everyone in the family loved them.

The honey peach was crushed to the point where its original shape was unrecognizable, and Mo Yan simply said it was made with wild fruits from the mountains.