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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 494 Who Is More Spoiled (2)_1

The faint scent of medicinal herbs lingered in her nose. Mo Yan's nostrils twitched, finding the smell very familiar. Tilting her head in thought, she finally remembered how last year, when she went to the mountains in search of the Red Python and got injured by thorns, he had brought her a jar of ointment in the middle of the night—it was the same scent, wasn't it?

Speaking of which, that ointment was truly extraordinary. The last time she was hurt, she had applied it twice and was left with only faint red spots. Knowing such an ointment was rare, she saved the remaining half of the jar in the Space for emergencies. The Space had a preserving function, so she wasn't worried about the medicinal properties evaporating or expiring. This time, since she saw the wound wasn't particularly serious, she decided to just rinse it with Spirit Spring Water and apply ordinary medicine to heal, even though it would take a bit longer. She didn't use that jar of ointment.