The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Daylight broke, and the sunlight was a bit dazzling. Feige got up and folded up the small couch.

"It's already dawn. I haven't had enough sleep yet. I need to take care of things first, and then I'll go back to sleep later."

Feige came to the street.

Hot breakfasts were available everywhere.

What should we eat?

After thinking for a moment, Feige went into a noodle shop.

"Boss, a bowl of noodles, please."

"How many ounces?"

"The kind with a big bowl"

"Ok"

In the end, the owner cooked Feige a 3-ounce bowl of spicy noodles. Feige's tongue was so sore from the spiciness that it almost became unusable.

"Hahaha"

She was slapping her tongue there.

Others expressed their understanding, saying that this is what it feels like to not be able to handle spicy food.

The owner came over and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot to ask how much chili you wanted. The customer before you ordered extra spicy, so I made it extra spicy for you too. Here, here's some soup, you'll feel much better after drinking it."

The owner brought over a bowl of soup, which Feige drank in one gulp, and then felt much better.

"thank you boss"

After eating, Feige walked down the street and noticed that the buildings here were all ancient.

She strolled around the entire street in one morning.

It was lunchtime, and Feige found a restaurant, ordered two dishes, and happily began to eat.

Suddenly, a child stood in the doorway.

The waiter walked over and said, "Go away, go somewhere else."

The children were chased away.

Feige continued eating.

After finishing her meal and leaving the restaurant, Feige saw the children still standing at the door.

Feige ignored her and walked away, but after only a few steps, she heard...

Oh dear, this is terrible! Feige thought the little guy was calling someone else.

The child called out again, "Grandma!"

It's confirmed. They called out to her because Feige turned around and didn't see anyone else.

"You called me?"

"Yes, Grandma."

"Come here," Fei Ge beckoned.

The child walked over, and Feige squatted down. "Who are you?"

"Grandma, it's me, Xiaomi. I saw you, so I came over."

"Master, the original owner's own grandson."

"Damn it," Fei Ge was speechless. It belonged to the original owner, and now it belongs to her too.

"What are you doing here?" Feige asked gently, and even took out a steamed bun for the little one.

"Eat it"

The little guy's hands were black, and Feige quickly stopped him.

"Wait a minute, let's go wash our hands. Your hands are too dirty; you'll get a stomachache if you eat them."

Feige led the little guy to the restaurant they had just visited.

The waiter looked puzzled when he saw Feige return, leading the child.

"Let's use the restroom. Hafeige led the little guy inside and washed his hands."

Once outside, we gave him the steamed bun, and the little guy took it and ate it in big bites, finishing it quickly.

Feige took the little guy into a hotel, and after an hour's drive...

She took the little one inside to wash him/her. While the little one was taking a bath, she went to buy a set of clothes.

The little guy was overjoyed to be out of the bath wearing clean clothes.

"Okay, now you can tell me how you got here."

Feige moved a stool over so the little guy could sit down while running.

"My mom and I came to the event, but there were too many people, and we got separated."

"It's been a few days."

It's been two days.

"Then why don't you go back yourself?"

"I have no money on me, and it's too far to go back. I'll wait at the intersection until my mom comes to the market next time, and then I'll go back with her."

“Master, the market is only open every five days. It's in the countryside, and there's only one trip every five days. The original owner's daughter married into a family in the countryside, which is quite remote. If they walked back, it would probably take them half a month to cover even half the distance. They travel to the market in minibuses, which takes five hours. If it rains, it could take seven hours.”

"Is this daughter out of her mind? Are there no men left on the street? I've been wandering around all morning and I feel perfectly fine." Fei Ge was speechless.

Feige looked at the little guy,

"Alright, come back with me."

Feige led the little guy and soon arrived at the house of her cheap son-in-law, not far away.

The little guy was stunned; he found it amazing, his mind filled with a thousand questions. But then he thought of his mother and quickly forgot about it.

Suddenly, the little guy pulled Feige and ran.

"Grandma, hurry! I think Mom's about to die!"

The little guy said as he ran.

Before I even reached the door, I could hear the squeal of a pig being slaughtered.

"You bitch, you actually lost my son! What are you doing back here? Why don't you just die out there? You bitch, I'll beat you to death! What good are you, eating so much all day long? You're just wasting my food! I'll beat you to death today!"

*Thud thud thud*, the sound of a stool being smashed.

Crack! The stool broke in two.

Then the woman fainted.

As soon as Feige arrived at the door, she saw this scene.

Feige was very excited—no, it should be said that the original owner of this body was very excited.

Her heart ached; she could hear the sound of a heart breaking.

"Assistant" Fei Ge shouted,

The man looked up and saw Fei Ge, then smiled—a sinister smile, a smile born of madness devoid of self-awareness, like the numbness and disdain of a murderer after killing.

Suddenly, the man swung the broken stool in his hand, ready to smash it again, but his daughter on the ground had already fainted.

Feige was furious—no, it should be said that the original owner of this body was furious.

She never imagined this person could be so violent.

Feige never expected her adopted daughter to live such a life; she felt it wasn't worth it.