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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

Dusk is cold · Histoire
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1414 Chs

Chapter 773 Mystery of Birth (2)_1

Words weighed heavily as they struck Mrs. Du, causing her to stagger back repeatedly, her complexion pale as a ghost, the impact obviously severe: "It's not like that, it's not like that... Mother is not wrong, mother was forced, mother didn't mean to abandon you, no..."

Mo Yan sighed quietly; her expression remained cold: "Whether it's true or not doesn't matter anymore, there's no point in quibbling over who's right and who's wrong! Go back to where you came from, and from now on... take care of yourself!"

Having said that, Mo Yan turned to head back; otherwise, if she stayed out too long, her father might worry and come looking for her.

"No, Yanyan, you can't go, you can't go..." Seeing Mo Yan leaving, Mrs. Du snapped out of her trance and hurried to block Mo Yan's path: "Yanyan, mother has things to tell you, you can't go."

Mo Yan frowned slightly, a bad feeling crossing her mind, but to avoid endless entanglement with Mrs. Du, she resisted the urge to turn and leave at once.