The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Another day has passed.

Feige got up and went to peek into the next room.

The adopted son actually woke up!

"mom"

Feige looked at him without saying a word.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Feige remained silent.

"Mom, I want to eat."

Feige remained silent.

"Mom, are you still my mom? You won't even feed me when I'm hungry."

Feige remained silent.

After a while, she turned and left; of course, the door was open.

Feige went to the kitchen to cook glutinous rice balls.

"Master, I want one too!"

Feige cooked a bag of glutinous rice balls.

Soon, the two of them were slurping up glutinous rice balls in their bowls, while the adopted son inside could hardly believe his eyes.

He smelled the fragrance.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"Mom, I want to eat something."

"Mom, I want to eat."

……

Feige ignored him.

She and Wu Tang finished eating and were full.

"Master, this is so delicious!"

After the two finished their meal, Feige and Wutang sat on the sofa watching TV.

"Haha, Master, this cartoon is so good, so funny!"

That's right, they were watching Tom and Jerry.

Wu Tang laughed heartily.

Feige was alright, because she had seen it before, so she wasn't that excited.

In his adopted son's room, he had already fainted from hunger.

Feige stood up and closed the door.

She continued watching TV with Wu Tang.

At noon, Feige and Wutang went out for lunch.

Feige found a restaurant.

"Master, this twice-cooked pork is delicious!"

"Master, this shredded pork with garlic sauce is delicious!"

"Master, this homemade tofu is delicious!"

"Master, these shredded potatoes are delicious!"

……

Wu Tang chattered away as she ate.

Feige ignored it and ate her food slowly.

"It's not as good as Fengzi's."

"Master, you miss Fengzi again?"

"Um,"

"Then why don't you release him?"

"No, I don't plan to stay here for long."

"All right"

After the two ate, they went for a walk.

"Master, it is autumn now."

"Um"

"Master, there's a park over there."

Feige took the little one for a stroll in the park. Two hours later, Feige got sleepy and took Wutang back home.

Once home,

"Master, that room over there is full of junk that the original owner collected,"

"it is good"

Feige walked over, opened the door, and peeked inside. The room was full of junk.

So, in an instant, she took the scrap metal to the recycling station.

"Boss, selling scrap metal."

Seeing the old woman, the boss felt sorry for her.

"Grandpa, you've arrived. Have you eaten? If not, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

"Thank you, boss, I've eaten."

"it is good"

"Boss, weigh these scrap materials."

"it is good"

There was a large pile of waste on the ground, so the owner quickly took out the bags and scales.

Half an hour later, it was finally weighed.

"Sir, please wait a moment, let me calculate the cost."

"it is good"

after awhile,

"Grandpa, it's 321.6 yuan in total, I'll give you 322 yuan."

"it is good"

Feige took the money and left.

Back inside, the adopted son got up and was cooking something in the kitchen.

Seeing that Feige had returned,

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"Don't touch my things, I bought all of them."

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"What's it to me?"

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"What's it to me?"

Feige went straight into the kitchen and turned off the gas.

"This is all mine, it's none of your business. You're not allowed to touch my things, not even a single needle or thread. You're not worthy of it."

"mom"

The adopted son was furious; he was about to beat up Fei Ge.

Feige didn't hold back either, and was even faster than him, kicking him into the hall and then giving him a good beating.

"You son of a bitch, you want to hit me?"

"Damn it, you're wasting my food!"

"Damn it, I've had enough of this all these years!"

"That son of a bitch, always stealing chickens and dogs."

"Damn it, what a bastard!"

"That son of a bitch, he's shameless!"

……

"Damn it!"

Finally, Feige got tired of fighting.

The adopted son's face was bruised and swollen, and he was unrecognizable.

Feige dragged her adopted son to the police station and dumped him there.

"I returned what he stole to you last time; he's all better now."

The police officers were a little hurt; the facts told them that the old lady had probably suffered too much injustice, which led to her outburst.

"You guys figure it out, I'm leaving."

Feige left, and her adopted son objected.

"Mom, I was wrong."

"Mom, you can't do this!"

"Mom, I don't want to go to jail."

……

Feige wasn't happy with what she was hearing, so she took out a shoehorn from her spatial storage and started beating her adopted son.

"You bastard, you son of a bitch, don't call me 'old lady,' you're not worthy!"

"You stole every single penny of my money, you never even thought about how I was going to live!"

……

Feige beat someone up in front of the police. The police tried to pull Feige away, but after hearing what Feige said, they all stopped moving.

He's such an ingrate, why bother helping him?

Feige pulled up the shoehorn and strode away with an air of indifference.

Before leaving, Fei Ge politely greeted a group of police officers.

"Officers, please make yourselves at home, thank you for your hard work."

Then the police officers had a... indescribable feeling.

Feige left the police station, thought for a moment,

"Wu Tang, let's go sell the house."

"Yes, Master."

Because it was sold at a relatively low price, and although it was an old house, the environment was quite quiet, buyers came quickly after three days.

The house was sold, and Feige went to stay in a hotel.

A week later, the adopted son was born.

"Master, your adopted son has returned."

"To hell with him."

The adopted son took out his key to open the door, but found it wouldn't open. After a while, a man came out.

"What are you doing"

"This is my home, what are you doing here?"

"What do you mean 'your home'? This is my home. I just bought this house. Go back to where you came from!" the man said rudely.

"What? The house was sold?"

"Then what should I do?"

"What's it to me? Get out, this is my house."

The man slammed the door shut.

The adopted son stood at the door, unable to accept this fact. After a while, he knocked on the door again. The man inside became impatient, opened the door, and gave him a good beating.

When Feige sold the house, she mentioned that she had a son who sponged off his parents. He was over 30 years old and a thief. He had been arrested for stealing and was in jail this time. She told him that he would definitely come when he got out and not to be shy.

This man is a security guard.

I've seen all kinds of people. The moment I saw my adopted son, I knew he was no good.

"Get lost, don't bother me. This is my territory, I've already sold it to you."

The man finished beating her and went inside, closing the door behind him.

It started raining, and the adopted son lay on the ground, quickly getting soaked to the bone.

"Will not,"

"Will not"

“She won’t.”

……

The rain was pouring down harder. He sat on the ground, and passersby who initially wanted to help him quickly left after seeing his condition.

"what……"

"I hate you..."

"How could you do this to me, how could you, ah..."