Dusk is cold

[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

Farm Girl's Manor

These two new and warm cotton clothes, why should the two brats from the big room take advantage of them? Her Goudan and Hutou are boys, way more precious than them.


Mo Yan smiled coldly, not even deigning to answer, and just bowed her head, rubbing the heads of her brother and sister as she said loudly, "It's alright, when your second uncle works for your cousin here, she'll just deduct the money for two cotton clothes from his pay. These cotton clothes were made with the best cotton and fabric, costing two hundred wen each at the clothing store. The four hundred wen money deducted will be used by your cousin to buy new ones for you two."


"What? What did you say? Why would you deduct my man's work wages?"


Before Mrs. Niu could recover from the joy of "working," she was struck by the deduction of four hundred wen money and couldn't help but scream at Mo Yan.


"Because these two cotton clothes were made by me, and because your man wants to work in my house!"


Chapter 72 Mo Niu's Beating (2)_1