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

This idea wasn't wrong, unfortunately, she overestimated the intelligence of the Red Python.


Seeing Mo Yan refuse to let it in for water or chicken, the Red Python impatiently nudged her with its huge snake head.


For the incredibly strong Red Python, this force was insignificant, but for Mo Yan, it felt like someone slamming forcefully into her. Given the ground was sloped, Mo Yan lost her footing and tumbled out.


Since clothes were thinner in summer, the sharp thorns on the vines pierced straight into Mo Yan's skin—her arms, cheeks, and the back that hit the ground were all pricked.


Mo Yan cried out in pain, struggled to get up by grabbing a bare rock, and her injuries quickly oozed dense beads of blood. The red spots soon soaked through her light blue clothes, and the fresh blood painted her smooth face a startling hue of red, making her look particularly harrowing.


Chapter 183 The Heart Can't Bear To Be Falsely Accused (2)_1