I'll Go and Tell My Fortune. I Haven't Farmed Yet, so I Can Live a Long Life

Name: I'll Go and Tell My Fortune. I Haven't Farmed Yet, so I Can Live a Long Life
Author: Pink Fairy

by Pink Fairy

ongoing Ancient Romance Business & Farming Female Lead

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17Kwords41chapters

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Ch. 61 — 去外婆家玩咯

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About This Novel

[Wearing books + fortune-telling and eating melons + alternative farming] God played a big joke on Wang Zhaoming. She had just sacrificed her body with her front legs to help the country save a dying dragon, and when she opened her eyes with her back legs... Surprise's mother opened the door for Surprise, and Surprise arrived! Her lost soul actually traveled across time and space to a thousand years ago. She wanted to die because her new family was poor, but she felt that someone else should die. Wang Zhaoming has always been a person who takes things as they come. Indirectly complacent, constantly eating and waiting to die. Her father loves her, her mother loves her, her brother and sister-in-law dote on her, and there are a few human cubs for her to play with. She is an old woman, and her group pet BUFF is full. As soon as the smile on his lips was halfway up, Wang Zhaoming was laughed at by this family. Stop making money and fill your stomach first. Wang Zhaoming's way of filling his stomach is to find a place to squat in the hope of meeting someone he is destined for. The first destined person appeared soon. Wang Zhaoming was busy sharpening his knife, but before he could take action, the second person forcibly got married to her and stuffed a cake into her hand arrogantly. "I won't eat your cake in vain. In exchange, I will give you a fortune telling." The other party didn't appreciate it. No! Wang (Overlord) Zhao Ming, life or death depends on this divination. With this damn hexagram, Wang Zhaoming thought he had found a way to get rich, and by the way, he could also earn some merit and luck to help him integrate his soul. As a result, the good things were not her turn, and the bad things were punched in her face. After a long time of hard work, her souls could not be fused quickly even with a hoe. If you want to live a long life, you have to wield the hoe well. From then on, Wang Zhaoming dug and dug in the big field.