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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 363: Two Wedding Invitations, Being a Bridesmaid_3

Mo Yan hummed dismissively, uninterested in dealing with someone who only had eyes for money. Looking down, she noticed the old man silently shedding tears, presumably hurt by his own son, and she let out a soft sigh, comforting him, "Old man, don't worry. If you take good care of your leg for a few months, it won't affect your ability to walk or work the fields in the future."

The elder quickly wiped his face and expressed his gratitude, "I know, I know, thank you, Little Divine Doctor."

Mo Yan shook her head with a smile, and after she had changed the man's dressing and securely re-bandaged the splint, she moved on to another patient.

There were many out there like the old man, saddled with unfilial sons, beyond the intervention of outsiders. All Mo Yan could do was her best to heal the old man's leg injury without leaving complications, anything more was beyond her reach.