Farm Girl's Manor

In a refugee camp, a burly man stood in the middle of the road, yet he had over a dozen people cowed.

"Lin, have you really set your heart against me?" Zhang Hu glared at his archenemy, grinding his teeth in hatred, wishing he could pounce on him and beat him to a pulp.

Behind Zhang Hu, more than a dozen men cheering him on also eyed Lin warily.

A brutal fight was about to erupt at any moment!

Lin Yong looked emotionless as he faced the blustering Zhang Hu and his group, the words he spat out were enough to infuriate anyone to death, "Look at you lot, so pathetic that you only dare to bully the old, the weak, the women, and the children. If you have the guts, have a proper fight with me. Whoever loses is the grandson!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hu and his men’s eyes blazed with fire, their faces turning red with anger and their nostrils flaring.

"Lin, don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong, acting like a dog trying to catch mice. Don’t think I’m afraid of your trifling skills!"

Speaking of which, Lin Yong was indeed "meddling."

In the refugee camp where there was a shortage of clothes and food, Zhang Hu gathered a gang to prey on other refugees, stealing their food. Once, they robbed some of Lin Yong’s people and were severely beaten by Lin Yong and his men. After that, they didn’t dare to mess with Lin Yong’s group again.

Later, when they robbed others, Lin Yong witnessed it a few times but did not intervene. However, this time they had outrageously snatched even a one-year-old child’s food and beat the child’s grandfather until he vomited blood. Lin Yong couldn’t stand idly by anymore and intervened.

Lin Yong sneered coldly, too lazy to waste words with these cowards. He stepped forward with his left foot and swung his right foot fiercely in a kick.

Zhang Hu felt a gush of wind sweep past him, and before he knew it, he was flying off the ground, crashing more than two meters away. A sharp pain in his belly made him cry out in agony.

The other dozen men were stunned like statues, only to snap out of it when they heard their leader’s cry of pain. They shrank back, sneaking a glance at Lin Yong and retreating involuntarily.

The more quick-witted of them scrambled to help Zhang Hu up, only to be violently pushed away as Zhang Hu cursed with a wide mouth, "Are you all dead? Attack him for me!"

The men hesitated, Lin Yong’s ruthlessness was well-known; no one in the refugee camp dared to provoke him.

That kick had been devastating. Zhang Hu could only sit on the ground and command his men, who seemed too timid to fight. Zhang Hu’s chest pained even more with fury, "You bunch of cowards, Lin is just one man, what are you afraid of!"

The men exchanged glances, clenched their teeth, and with a roar, rushed forward en masse. If they could beat Lin this time, they could rob anyone they wanted in this area in the future.

Lin Yong snorted coldly. What did numbers matter to him? He didn’t take them seriously at all.

By the time Lin Yong’s fellow clansmen arrived with a dozen men, Zhang Hu’s group had already been beaten to a mess, wailing and lying on the ground.

Not far away, Mo Yan watched Lin Yong with shining eyes. Kind-hearted and righteous, with impressive combat power, wasn’t he exactly the kind of person she was looking for?

Lin Yong was somewhat surprised to see the unfamiliar girl who barely reached his chest, trying in vain to understand why she would seek him out.

Mo Yan, looking at the forthright Lin Yong, felt even more convinced that he would be a good partner. But since the place was crowded and not suitable for conversation, she suggested, "Could we find a quiet place? I’d like to talk to you about something."

Lin Yong nodded silently. He had considered the possibility of her harboring ill intentions, but considering her small stature, he could handle her with one hand. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

In a secluded spot, Mo Yan got straight to the point without beating around the bush. As she laid out her purpose and saw Lin Yong’s eyes shining brighter, she knew she had a chance.

Lin Yong, taken by surprise with such a big and pleasant opportunity, like pie falling from the sky, remained ungreedy. Once he calmed down, he said earnestly, "It’s not that I don’t trust Miss Mo, but sustaining five hundred people daily is no small matter. Can you truly manage it?"

Mo Yan gave him an approving look and said directly, "Of course! There’s no benefit in deceiving you!"

Lin Yong nodded, knowing there was indeed little to deceive among a group of people uncertain of surviving the next day.

"Since that’s the case, I thank you, Miss Mo. If you trust me, leave the matter of finding people to me."

Mo Yan indeed had this in mind. Lin Yong was someone she had stumbled upon by chance, and she couldn’t go about learning every other person’s character individually. He had been here longer and could find suitable people much easier than she could.

"Then I’ll leave it in your capable hands. Just be careful with the old, the weak, the women, and the children. Try to pick those who can’t protect themselves," she said.

According to her estimates, the production capacity in ’Space’ could sustain a maximum of five hundred people daily, and that was only if they planted high-yielding crops like potatoes and sweet potatoes. If she wanted to help more people, ’Space’ would need to be upgraded.

Lin Yong nodded in understanding. Five hundred people seemed like a lot to him, and as for the twenty able-bodied young adults needed to maintain continuity, he already had candidates in mind without the effort of looking for others.

When Mo Yan learned that some people in the camp had stopped providing porridge and even abandoned their pots and stoves, she wholeheartedly agreed with Lin Yong’s suggestion that they could take over the task. It wasn’t that she was stingy but rather that she, too, was now poor; saving where possible was necessary.

The two then discussed the details and agreed to start at 7 a.m. the day after tomorrow.

...

When Mo Yan entered through the North Gate with a ’Passage Order,’ she saw Elder Meng grooming his mule in the corner. Seeing her return, Elder Meng smiled honestly and waved her over.

In the mule cart, Elder Meng was pleased to hear that Mo Yan’s plans had succeeded. Rubbing his hands together, he smiled and said, "You’re just a girl with no family labor to rely on. From now on, I’ll handle the transporting of vegetables for you, and I won’t charge you!"

Mo Yan was surprised and pleased, "I was about to discuss this very matter with you. I didn’t expect you to bring it up first. But I must still pay you." It wasn’t easy for the old man to drive the cart every day, and besides, she simply didn’t like taking advantages.

Upon hearing this, Elder Meng frowned and said angrily, "I said I won’t take your money, so I won’t take it. Why can you help those poor people, but I can’t contribute too? I’m not working for you, so it’s not your place to pay me!"

"..."

Mo Yan was left speechless, unable to rebut.