Divorced with Three Kids? I'll Build a House, Eat Meat, and Enrage My In-Laws

[From Nothing to Something + Feel-Good Story + Raising Kids + Everyday Life]

The moment Li Ruru opened her eyes, she discovered she had been reborn as a farmwife who had been forced to take abortion pills and then beaten to death by her husband, all because the doctor said her fourth child was another girl.

Husband: “You barren hen! You’ve been in this family for ages and still haven’t given birth to a single boy. What use are you?”

Mother-in-law: “Well, well, Third Son’s wife, aren’t you precious! You had a miscarriage, and now you’re just lying in bed instead of getting up? Our Chen family can’t afford to support a diva like you!”

Sister-in-law: “Your Third Girl can go days without eating and still won’t starve to death. She should be grateful to get a bowl of soup. The food is for my boys to grow big and strong. That’s the rule in our Chen family.”

Brother-in-law: “Selling your Second Girl to get my son a wife is her good fortune. Don’t you dare be ungrateful!”

Father-in-law: “That First Girl is a money-losing burden, and she wants to go to school? Not a chance! Tomorrow, she’ll go out and earn money to support my precious grandson’s studies so he can pass the imperial exams. Women work, men study. That’s only right and proper.”

Li Ruru: “It’s a rule that my daughters go hungry? Being sold is good fortune? Working is only right and proper?”

She went berserk, beat up her mother-in-law’s entire family, then decisively divorced her husband and cleared out her former in-laws’ home.

Li Ruru and her three daughters sold konjac tofu, grew potatoes and mushrooms, brewed beer and fried chicken, raised chickens and ducks, and built a big house. Their lives flourished.

Floods? Famine? With her pocket dimension at her disposal, Li Ruru made sure her daughters ate meat at every meal.

Meanwhile, her mother-in-law’s family squandered all their farmland and eventually became refugees, surviving on tree bark and begging for food.

Li Ruru: “Huh? You’re asking me for food? You’re starving to death? What’s that got to do with me? Move aside, I’m going to feed the dog!”