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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 580: Sabotage (1)_1

Mo Yan didn't want to trouble Yang Bao, nor did she want this incident to escalate to the Government. She solemnly promised to return the Golden Beast to the mountains.

With Mo Yan's assurance, Yang Bao breathed a sigh of relief, declined her offer to stay for a meal, and hurried back home.

Worried about her father's injuries, Mo Yan temporarily set aside those distressing matters and carried a pot of freshly drawn Spirit Spring Water to Mo Qingze's courtyard.

Mo Qingze had awoken, but his injuries were not light this time, and he had lost much blood. Even sitting up required effort, so he temporarily lay on his bed without getting up.

At this moment, Mo Qingze's complexion was ashen and his brows were tightly furrowed. Not because of pain from his wound, but because he was worrying about another matter.