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

Throughout the journey, if it wasn't towering mountains, then it was forests stretching as far as the eye could see. The depth and breadth of Yuhua Mountain far exceeded Mo Yan's imagination. Being in its midst, she suddenly felt insignificant, as if she could be easily swallowed by this endlessly extending wilderness, leaving no trace of sound.


Not knowing how long or far she had walked, the Red Python slithered leisurely through the dense jungle, its tough skin impervious to the thorns and rocky terrain, paving the way with ease; Dabai followed closely behind, its sharp ears erect, vigilantly monitoring the nearby rustlings, while Mo Yan walked behind it, using a stick to brush aside the obstructing shrubs; Little Flower and Mao Tuan lagged at the rear, occasionally stopping to observe, in case any wild beasts attacked from behind.


Chapter 489: Black Cloud Leopard (1)_1