The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

"Honestly, she was pushed into the lotus pond as soon as she arrived. How much does she dislike the original owner of this old woman?"

That's right, Feige has arrived. The original owner of this body tripped and fell on the road, hitting her head on a rock, and then she was gone. Feige arrived just as she stood up. A maid helped her up, and when they reached the lotus pond, the maid forcefully pushed her in.

Feige splashed around in the water a few times, then went in.

The maidservant up there didn't call out to anyone; she just watched. After a long time, Feige emerged from the water. Once on the shore, she kicked the maidservant back into the water.

The maid thrashed about a few times, then sank to the bottom.

Feige didn't care. "If you can kick me down, then you can go down too. It's my skill that I can come back up. If you're so capable, then come back up too. If you can't, then you deserve it."

Moreover, when the original owner fell, the maid didn't help her up.

"Deserved it"

Soon, Feige arrived at the original owner's room and changed into a clean set of clothes.

Strangely, there was no one in the house.

"Isn't it said that wealthy families in ancient times all had a group of maids and servants? Why haven't I seen a single one?"

Feige sat down.

"Wu Tang, what's up?"

"Master, we're collecting eggs! Also, the pigs have given birth! It turns out they were several sows, and we just helped them deliver 13 piglets."

"Wow, that's a lot! You must have had a hard time."

"Master, wait a minute! I haven't collected eggs in a long time. I'll be right back when I'm done."

"it is good"

Inside the space, Wu Tang, carrying a basket, bent over and picked them up one by one.

There was a large snake at his feet.

Soon, the basket was full, and Wu Tang placed it on the snake's back.

"Xiao Yi, take it carefully."

The snake carried the basket away, and Wu Tang took an empty basket and started collecting eggs again.

Feige sat there and looked around. There weren't many valuables in the room, but there were a few Buddha statues. She figured the original owner must have been a frequent Buddhist worshipper.

Feige poured herself a glass of water and drank it. Just as she finished, Wutang came out.

"Master, I've arrived."

Wu Tang sat down on the stool next to him, and Fei Ge poured him a glass of water, which Wu Tang gulped down.

“Master, this old woman lives alone. She is the old lady of the Duke’s mansion. Her husband died on the battlefield, as did her son. She was heartbroken and devoted herself to Buddhism in this courtyard. You could say she is completely isolated from the outside world.”

"Hmm, Wu Tang, I think there's something fishy about the original owner's fall. How could someone die from such a light fall?"

"Master, the original owner was already 70 years old, and it was all arranged by the maid. You bumped your head; look, there's still blood on your forehead."

Feige touched her forehead, and sure enough, she gently wiped it.

"Fine, that maid pushed me into the lotus pond, I'll kick her in, she's probably dead."

"Doesn't he deserve it? Of all people to mess with, he had to mess with you, Master?"

"Master, that maid was picked up on the road by the original owner after she arrived here. The original owner felt sorry for her and had nowhere to go, so she took her in for about half a year."

"ungrateful wretch"

"Master, it's not far from here to the Duke's mansion; it's only a 10-minute walk."

"I'm hungry, let's eat first and then talk."

Feige went to the kitchen, Wutang started a fire, and there was flour in the corner of the kitchen.

"Master, I'll make noodles."

"it is good"

Wu Tang scooped out two bowls of noodles, then started kneading them. The dough was ready quickly.

"Master, I'm starting to roll out the dough."

"it is good"

Wu Tang rolled out the dough and quickly cut it into strips with a knife.

"Master, is the water boiling yet?"

"It's about to open."

The water boiled, Wu Tang put the noodles in, and Fei Ge stirred them a few times with chopsticks.

Soon, the noodles became familiar.

"Master, scoop it out and put it in the bowl."

Feige scooped out two bowls.

"Master, scoop out the water."

Feige scooped out all the water.

"Master, do you have any meat or vegetables?"

"Have"

"Take one out."

Feige took out a twice-cooked pork dish and poured Wutang into the pot.

"Master, please stir-fry this."

The food was heated up quickly.

"Master, pour the noodles in."

Feige poured the two bowls of noodles into the pot.

"Stir-fry it."

Soon, the noodles and twice-cooked pork were mixed together.

"Master, that's enough."

Feige scooped out the noodles, one bowl each for her and Wutang, and two extra bowls, which she put into her spatial storage.

"Master, put it next to the eggs; that room is warm now."

"it is good"

The two, one big and one small, were slurping up their noodles, eating with great relish.

"Master, it's so delicious!"

"Hmm, so this is what cooking feels like."

"Master, is it delicious?"

"good to eat"

Before long, the two of them finished the bowl of noodles.

"Master, I'll wash the dishes." Wu Tang took the dishes to wash, and after washing them, Wu Tang put everything in the kitchen into her spatial storage.

"Master, the original owner was too laid-back here."

"That's right, besides the noodles and some oil and salt, there was nothing else."

"Let's go to the Duke's mansion. Now that I'm here, there's no way I can stay here."

"Yes, Master."

Feige led Wutang, the old man and the young girl, out of the courtyard, and Feige set the place on fire with a torch.

"Wu Tang, what were the original owner's wishes?"

"Yes, it's those young children in the Duke's mansion. She feels sorry for them and wants to go back to see them. She feels she's too old to die, but she just can't let go of those young children."

"it is good"

One hour later, the yard was burned clean.

Feige led Wutang away.

Soon, the two arrived at the Duke's mansion. Standing at the main gate, Feige looked at the plaque that was about to fall down. She flew up and fixed the plaque.

Then he kicked the door open.

The already precarious gate was gloriously destroyed by Fei Ge's kick.

Those inside heard the noise and rushed over. Seeing Feige, they all burst into tears.

"grandmother"

"Mother-in-law"

……

Feige was a little annoyed. Looking at them, their clothes were tattered and ragged, making them look no different from refugees.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Feige asked curiously.

"Motherland, sob sob sob, you've finally deigned to come back!"

"Grandma, you're back."

"Great! Grandma's back!"

……

Feige was confused; she didn't understand what was going on.

"Master, the original owner left to go to that courtyard, and these people have no idea where she is."

"The original owner didn't handle this well; it was a bit selfish."

Feige smiled.

"Alright, let's go back."

A group of people ushered Feige into the hall.

Feige scanned the table; it was missing a leg underneath and a corner at the top.

The cups are colorful; I guess they were collected together.

It was cleaned fairly well.

Feige sat down, and the chair creaked, so she decided to just stand up.

"How could you all be like this? It's only been a few years!"

"Master, the original owner has been gone for 20 years."

No wonder!

"Mother-in-law, I'm sorry," the woman knelt before Feige.

"Master, she is the original owner's daughter-in-law."

"Mother-in-law, it's all my fault. I couldn't protect this family."

The woman started to cry.

"Alright, get up and talk," Fei Ge quickly called out.

A boy came over and helped the woman up.

Feige refused to sit in the chair and instead sat on the floor.

Looking at the group of people, he said, "Alright, let's sit on the ground."

Everyone sat down, and Feige sat in the middle. She had a strange feeling.

Seeing how thin and bony they were, Feige stood up.

"Wait for me a moment."

Feige went outside and brought out two baskets of eggs.