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

After hearing Xue tuanzi's "translation," Mo Yan couldn't help but laugh and cry. Facing the icy gaze of her husband bristling with cold air, she steeled her heart to refuse, "Not tonight, you can stay here, but you can't sleep with me."


"Ao ao——" Mao Tuan looked at Mo Yan incomprehensibly, loudly voicing its complaints.


Why, just because you've got this bed-warmer, you're going to abandon me? What's so good about him? Does he have a body as huge as mine? Does he have fur as warm as mine? Does he have a body temperature as high as mine? Ao—Yanyan, you've changed, you don't love me anymore!


Not warming the bed means not loving? What kind of whimsical logic is that?


Mo Yan felt like she was about to go mad. Did she really have to explain to Mao Tuan, this tiger, everything from human evolution to human origins, and then on to human reproduction?


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