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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 221: Discussing Marriage Affairs in the Boudoir, a Wine Banquet Hides Schemes (5)_1

About ten people had been busy for nearly two hours before all the ingredients were clean, cut, and placed in clean large pottery basins, nearly filling up the backyard.

By this time, the villagers who had been invited to the warming house began to arrive one after another, with Lin Yong and others arriving first. They each prepared a string of firecrackers and set them off at the entrance of the courtyard.

The unceasing sound of firecrackers was deafening, and as the noise was about to subside, Lizhong quickly lit the firecrackers in his hand to keep them going. Mo Qingze stood at the doorway with a smile, welcoming the guests and ushering them into the hall.

On the table, steaming hot water and fine tea leaves had been prepared early on, and after Mo Qingze invited them to sit, he brewed a cup of tea for each of them.