I Just Want to Farm in the Red Mansion

From the end of the world where zombies are rampant, to the concubine of the Lin family who has no such person in "A Dream of Red Mansions", Lin Qingqing just wants to sigh. Biological father Lin Ruhai? By the time she arrived in Yangzhou, the mourning hall had been decorated. Millions of wealth? Jia Lian was carrying boxes of them onto the ship heading north. Okay, since it's too late, let's not talk about martial ethics. The three abilities of space, wood, and giant power brought about by the end of the world are not just decorations. That night, the treasure ship was emptied. Soon, the Rongguo Mansion's warehouse, Jia Mu's private collection, and Mrs. Wang's dowry... "See ghosts" one after another. With more wealth than she could spend in a few lifetimes, Lin Qingqing decisively established a female household in the government and ran to the beautiful Taoyuan Village. Buy an entire mountain and build a spacious courtyard. The seeds treasured in the apocalypse must be carefully stimulated with wood-type abilities. Strawberries are sweet, watermelons are juicy, tomatoes are ruddy... Fruits and vegetables that have never been seen before are full of life in her yard. Raising chickens, raising rabbits, attracting bees, making fruit wine, any hard work? She does it easily with one hand. The only shortcoming in life is the lack of a suitable "partner". Until she saw the boy in the village who was mistreated by his family, but still had clear eyes and was too good-looking. "Hey, do you want to marry me? You'll have enough to eat, you'll have meat, and you'll have a new house." The young man was stunned, the tips of his ears turned red, and after a long moment, he nodded heavily. From then on, she was responsible for planning and commanding, and occasionally used her powers to cheat; he was responsible for working hard and protecting her behind him. The shelves are full of melons and fruits, children are around the knees, and smoke is curling up from the kitchen. Lin Qingqing lay on the rocking chair, took a sip of tea, looked at the lively countryside of her home, and finally smiled with comfort. This is life. Whatever the apocalypse or the Red Mansion, just stay away.