The Spicy Farmer’s Daughter: I Lured a Marquis into Farming

I could have accepted transmigrating, but my gambling-addict father used me as collateral and married me off to another gambling addict. That wretched man died on the very day I arrived, leaving me with a son who wasn’t even five and eight taels of silver in gambling debts. This is nothing like the transmigration plots in the TV dramas I watched...