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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 136: Seeking Help (1)_1

The Punishing Shopkeeper did not press for details of what had happened, but simply asked, "How many people does the young lady need? Do they need to know some fighting skills?"

"It would be best if they knew how to fight, as many as the Punishing Shopkeeper can spare, and I thank you in advance," Mo Yan said, bowing solemnly in gratitude.

The Punishing Shopkeeper hurriedly stepped back, insisting it was unnecessary, asking Mo Yan to wait for a moment before turning and leaving. In a short while, he returned with eight stout men dressed in short shirts, their expressions stern and serious.

"Miss Yan, these men know some martial arts and can take on twenty or thirty ordinary people without a problem."

Mo Yan thanked him again, her appreciation evident. Looking at these eight men, she felt somewhat relieved, sensing an impending fierce battle.