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

Mo Yan's mind raced with all sorts of guesses in the blink of an eye, each one impossible for him to accept.


The contented Maomao, who had been closing its eyes and enjoying being stroked, pecked at his hand in frustration, signaling him to concentrate.


Xiao Ruiyuan came back to his senses, his breath chilling as he tossed Maomao aside. Trying to console himself or for some other reason, he came up with a dignified excuse for why Mo Yan hadn't replied to his letter: "She must have been delayed by something important and didn't have time to reply. Just go back now, and if there's no reply, don't bother coming back."


The poor Maomao had been subjected to his master's anger. It let out an unpleasant sharp scream, as it came to complain, not to be scolded.


Chapter 337: Xiao Ruiyuan's Anger and Unexpected News (2)_1