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

At this point, Mrs. Du abruptly stopped, panic replacing the accusation on her face before she quickly concealed it, allowing the expression of blame to surface again.


Mo Yan observed the series of changes in Mrs. Du and assumed she feared their identities as sisters would be exposed, that she would be despised by that man and no longer able to lead a life of luxury. Mo Yan's gaze turned even more mocking, emotionlessly she said, "Should we simply stand by and let them beat us without fighting back? Or are you suggesting—in your eyes, whether we're right or wrong, we should just stand there obediently and let your husband and daughter hit us?"


When she mentioned "husband and daughter," she deliberately emphasized the words, seeing that Mrs. Du's face stiffened, her scorn all the more apparent.


The words struck Mrs. Du like a dagger to the heart. Her already pale face turned even whiter as tears fell in big drops, "No, no, that's not what I meant, I didn't..."


Chapter 642: The Fierce Yanyan Unravels Her Heart Knot (3)_1