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

"Third brother, what on earth are you trying to do? In this freezing weather, why stand here and drink in the cold wind?"


In the corner outside the teahouse, Mo Yonglu breathed hot air onto his frozen hands, rubbed them vigorously, and complained.


Mo Yongshou, with sly eyes, watched the teahouse's main entrance, getting anxious since no one had come out yet. Seeing his useless older brother complain ignited his temper, "Hmph, if you don't want to make a fortune, then scram right now!"


As soon as Mo Yonglu heard this, his spirit was instantly lifted, and he didn't mind the disrespect, "Make what kind of fortune? Tell me about it, good brother!"


Mo Yongshou waved dismissively, "You'll know in a bit."


Seeing this, Mo Yonglu felt an itch in his heart; he always knew his brother was shrewd. Since he talked about making a fortune, there must be a catch. He couldn't help but put on a pleading face, hoping to get a share of the spoils.


Chapter 77: Harboring Ulterior Motives_1