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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 353: Cousin, The Child

After the Minor New Year, the festive atmosphere in the village grew thicker as each household began to prepare food for the New Year celebration. The scents of steaming, boiling, frying, and sautéing wafted on the breeze, making mouths water.

However, the heavy snow showed no sign of stopping. In just one night, the snow had reached knee height. Several houses in the village had collapsed. Watching their homes reduced to rubble in an instant, the villagers felt like crying but had no tears to shed. Thankfully, no one was injured.

Most people in the village were kind-hearted. Those who had spare rooms in their houses let the disaster-stricken villagers stay, and those without spare rooms gave away extra cotton-padded clothes and quilts to help keep them warm. With the help of the villagers, no one froze or starved to death.