The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

At 3 p.m., the adopted daughter woke up. She didn't make a sound because her mother and the child were asleep.

"Master, she's awake."

Feige opened her eyes and saw her adopted daughter looking at her.

"You're awake"

"Mom, you're all better!" The adopted daughter cried.

"Don't cry, don't cry, cheer up, you'll feel better once you wake up, the better days are yet to come, don't cry,"

"Okay," the adopted daughter laughed, a laugh tinged with tears, though it looked a little ugly.

"Here, take your medicine. Take it as soon as you wake up."

Feige raised the hospital bed higher.

She put the medicine into her adopted daughter's hand, then handed her the cup.

The adopted daughter put the medicine in her mouth, took a sip of water, and swallowed it.

Feige took the cup and placed it on the cabinet.

"The doctor said you can have porridge tonight; I'll go buy some for you then."

Feige said with a smile,

"Mom, you're really better! I didn't believe it when the kids told me, but seeing you're all better makes me so happy."

"It's all good now, why think so much? By the way, I sued him, the court officials came to the hospital to see him, and they granted you a divorce. Will you hate me?"

Feige remembered to speak.

"Mom, I've wanted to leave him for a long time, thank you."

"Mom, how did your back get better?"

"Perhaps God saw how innocent I was and let me be cured."

"By the way, what are your plans for the future?"

"After I've made up my mind, I'll set up a stall and sell some vegetables. I can't let it interfere with my child's schooling."

"Okay, Mom supports you."

"Once you're discharged from the hospital, come back with me. We'll live in the old house. There's land around the old house, it belongs to our family, but it's been lying fallow for half a year. We'll just hire someone to take care of it. You can grow vegetables, and I'll buy you a tricycle to sell them. What do you think?"

Okay, thank you.

"Mom, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

"it is good"

Feige lowered the bed, and her adopted daughter quickly fell asleep.

Not long after, it started raining outside.

Feige stood by the window, watching the torrential rain outside. The rain pounded against the windowpanes; the hospital was quiet.

"Master" Wu Tang came out and perched on Fei Ge's shoulder.

One person, one system, watching outside.

The rain kept falling until after 8 p.m.

The adopted daughter woke up, and Feige fed her medicine.

"Sweetie, talk to your mom for a bit, I'm going out to buy some food."

"Okay, Grandma."

Feige bought it back very quickly.

"Come on, have some porridge."

Feige shook the bed.

"Grandma, let me feed her."

The little guy held the porridge and fed it to his mother spoonful by spoonful.

Finally, the whole bowl of porridge was finished.

After feeding the little guy, he slowly began to eat his own food.

"Why are you eating so fast? Eat slower!" Feige quickly called out when she saw the little guy eating so fast.

"Grandma, the food you bought tonight is better than anything I've bought before. I can't resist anymore, I'm starving!"

The little guy's mouth was stuffed full of food, just like a little hamster.

"Eat slowly even if it's delicious. Nobody's going to take it from you. Eating too fast will cause indigestion and stomach pain."

Feige poured a glass of water for the little guy. After drinking the water, the little guy swallowed the food in his mouth and ate slowly.

……

A week later, the doctor gave the adopted daughter a full-body checkup. The results showed that apart from a concussion, there were no other problems, and Feige took her home from the hospital.

Back in the village, she cleaned up the old house, but it didn't really need cleaning; it was already very clean, so she just needed to sweep the floor.

The little one will start school in a few days.

"Grandma, I don't want to go back to school. I want to study here with you."

The little guy remembered to speak.

"Okay, Grandma will arrange the school transfer for you."

The little guy was relieved.

After a few days, the little guy became familiar with the village children, and he was rarely seen anymore. Of course, Feige didn't bother with him except during mealtimes.

The adopted daughter, however, was a little angry.

"Don't get agitated. He's been in the hospital for the past two months, he must be so lonely. Now that you're discharged, let him go out and have fun if he wants. Anyway, he'll be going back to school in a few days."

After Fei Ge finished speaking, tears welled up in the woman's eyes.

Feige was speechless.

"Stop! Put your tears away. What's the use of crying? It's all over now. Get well soon. All this land around here is waiting for you to take care of it. Stop crying!"

"I understand," the adopted daughter said, and stopped crying.

I'm going out for a bit; you stay home.

"it is good"

Feige hired 10 people to turn over the soil, paying each person 100 yuan a day. The land had been abandoned for half a year; it wasn't realistic for her daughter to dig it all by herself.

Two days have passed, and the ground has been dug. Many hands make light work, after all.

Feige gave them the money, and they left with smiles on their faces, saying that they would ask them for help again next time.

Feige went to the street and bought some seeds: radishes, cabbages, bok choy, cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants, and potatoes—basically, she bought some of everything that was in season.

It's August 26th now, and September 1st is coming soon; my child will be starting school.

"Master, aren't you going to hire someone to help you?"

"Hire my foot, do it yourself."

Because they paid them, those people compacted the soil, so Feige only needed to dig holes, sow seeds, and fill in the soil.

After planting, Feige didn't water it because it rained.

"Timely rain"

Feige put the things at the head of the house.

The adopted daughter stood under the eaves, watching, her heart aching. She felt incredibly guilty for being unfilial; she hadn't listened to her mother, otherwise things wouldn't have turned out this way.

Seeing her like this, Feige didn't need to figure out what was wrong; Feige simply found her something to do.

"If you have nothing to do, go cook dinner. It's getting dark, eat early and get some rest."

"Okay," the cheap daughter said, turning to go to the kitchen.

The little guy is back.

"grandmother"

"You know you're coming back."

"Grandma, it's already dark, why aren't you coming back?"

Feige thought about it and agreed. After all, why come back before it gets dark?

"Your mom is cooking, go help her light the fire."

"Okay, Grandma."

The little guy finished and ran off.

"Mom, let me help you start the fire."

……

A few days passed, and the little guy started school. Fa took him to register and transferred him to another school. The little guy was overjoyed!

The little guy went to school, and Feige went to the street to buy a tricycle.

After returning home, whenever he had free time, he would have his adopted daughter learn to drive a tricycle.

A week later, although her adopted daughter still had a bit of a headache, she got her driver's license.

Another half month passed, and the vegetables in the soil had all sprouted.

Feige went and bought some more seeds, and the mother and daughter worked in the field every day.

Feige's adopted daughter tends to overthink, so he finds things for her to do and gets her to work.

Another month passed, and the vegetables had all grown bigger. The adopted daughter went to buy groceries in her tricycle, with Feige sitting beside her, of course.

The vegetables she grew herself were fresh and cheap, and they sold out quickly. Her daughter was overjoyed; she felt incredibly content, more content than she had ever felt before.

And so, year after year, the adopted daughter sold vegetables. The little guy graduated from elementary school, then middle school, then high school, and finally university. He studied at a teacher's college and taught at a local elementary school. The adopted daughter was very happy, and the little guy was very filial. After school, he would help his mother plant vegetables, and at night he would stay up late grading homework and preparing lessons.

Later, the little guy got a girlfriend, a teacher at the school clinic.

Two years later, the little guy got married.

Another year passed, and she gave birth to a daughter. Her adopted daughter was overjoyed.

Feige passed away at the age of 80.

The little one cried very sadly.

……

They ignored all the flying songs.

"Master, your energy level is up, 5 units."