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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 530 Reunion Joy (1)_1

The orchard housed over a thousand chickens, and Mo Yan had not restricted their range of movement. It could be said that there wasn't a spot in the entire orchard where the chickens couldn't go, nor where their droppings weren't found. Fortunately, the chickens primarily fed on grass and vegetable leaves, so their manure was not as foul-smelling. Despite that, stepping in it was still somewhat disgusting.

Gazing at the scattered chicken droppings all over the ground, Yan Junyu, left with only one shoe, refused to set foot in the orchard ever again. He insisted on waiting for Mo Yan to bring back the fruit before tasting any. Subsequently, he had Guan Yu fetch a spare pair of shoes from the carriage to wear, then he hurriedly descended the mountain.

Mo Yan didn't press the issue, picked a variety of fruits--one or two of each kind--until the bamboo basket was overflowing, and then carried the heavy load back home.