After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

In order to get away from clutches of the tyrant boss, Xia Qianqian swears to the sky: “I will get a divorce even if I were to farm in ancient times!”

OK! Successful divorce!

Successfully transmigratted!

Xia Qianqian looked at her blind mother, three-year-old sister, and her half-crippled legs, crying without tears: “God, I’m just joking, I didn’t mean to be so serious…”

Since she became a shabby peasant girl, she needed to live a life of hardship.

Fighting beast, raising younger brothers and sisters, building kilns and burning tiles to make big money, all she need to rely on is a bear heart and leopard courage!

There is a rumor from ten miles to eight towns that there is a powerful girl in Yangliu Village, and she was someone no one dares to marry.

Gu Changsheng came to the door with the divorce certificate: “Wife, when will we remarry?”