The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

A holiday has passed; the girl has gone back to school, and the third child has started school as well.

The third child is in high school, lives at school, and only comes home on weekends.

Only Feige and the eldest son are left at home.

A few days later, the police arrived and arrested all of them.

"Master, it was that cheap girl who did it."

"Yeah, it must have been decided by the three of them. Let them be; it's fine this way."

The eldest brother came out from the backyard.

"Mom, the pigs are fat and we're going to sell them today. I might not be able to look after you, so don't wander off. There's food in the pot; if you get hungry, just grab some. I'll cook for you when I'm done with my work."

"it is good"

Before long, the pig handlers arrived. Feige sat at the door, watching the people busy themselves. The boss saw Feige sitting there obediently and smiled happily.

Finally, all the pigs were packed up, and the eldest brother sold 30 large, fat pigs.

He happily counted the money, and Feige could tell that he was genuinely happy and content.

Feige thought that if the original owner's man hadn't died, the young man would probably be different now. With his ability, he would have a bright future.

After a while, the little guy put the money away, walked over, and hugged Feige.

"Mom, I'm planning to buy another 50 piglets. We've already harvested the sweet potatoes and corn; we'll raise them until next spring, then we can sell them again."

"it is good"

"Mom, I'll go cook."

"it is good"

Feige sat there, looking at the sky. The weather was beautiful, with blue skies and white clouds.

After eating, Feige went back to her room to sleep.

"Wu Tang, where are the thieves?"

"Master, wait a moment!"

……

"Master, one is dead, two are in prison, and one is outside."

"Go see him tonight."

Not long after, Feige fell asleep.

"Master, someone's causing trouble!"

Feige opened her eyes, "Who?"

"Weren't those guys sent to jail by that cheap girl? Their wives are causing trouble now."

"If you're crazy, get out of here."

Once downstairs, there was a large group of people in the courtyard.

"Mom, you've been woken up," the eldest son said awkwardly.

"What happened?" Feige asked unhappily.

They came seeking an explanation.

Looking at these people, Fei Ge remained silent.

"What are you doing? Go call the police if you have a problem. What are you doing in our house?"

"You put my man in jail, who else should I go after if not you?"

A woman shouted proudly.

Feige looked at her, wanting to punch her.

"Master, please hold back!"

"Heh, what do I care if your man goes in or out? What right do you have to cause trouble in my house? Which eye of yours saw it? Huh, you come here to cause us trouble? You're not worthy! Get lost!"

The women refused to leave; some even threw tantrums and rolled around on the ground.

"Okay, I'll do it your way."

Feige laughed instead of getting angry, "Wutang, let's do something tough. Make them get out of here, the kind of people who won't be able to get up until tomorrow night."

"Yes, Master."

Soon, Wu Tang fed a pill to the women. Before long, the pill took effect, and they rolled around on the ground like balls. Fei Ge stood there, and when a woman rolled over, she gently pushed her with her foot, and then she changed direction.

The eldest son was a little dumbfounded.

"Mom, what happened?"

Feige turned to look at him, "Good boy, go about your own business, don't worry about them, leave them to me."

"Mom, can you manage on your own?"

“No problem, trust me,” Feige said with a smile.

For some reason, he felt that his mother was different; there was a strange confidence about her.

"Okay, I'm going to feed the pigs."

After her adopted son left, Feige released Wutang.

"Wu Tang, beat them up!"

"Yes, Master."

Wu Tang used a shoehorn to hit the shoes one by one, which looked fun. Fei Ge joined in, but she used her feet to kick.

Feige was tired from playing and sleepy.

"Wu Tang, watch over them, I'm going to take a nap."

"Yes, Master."

Back in her room, Feige quickly fell asleep.

The adopted son came out after feeding the pigs and saw the woman rolling around in the yard. He didn't know what to say, so he turned around and went into the kitchen.

When Feige woke up, it was already very late.

Her adopted son was waiting for her.

"Mom, you're awake. Dinner's ready."

Feige sat down, the two ate their meal, and then Feige went back to her room to sleep.

Not long after, Feige disappeared.

"Wu Tang, how many of those thieves bullied the original owner back then?"

"Master, four."

Okay, let's go.

Once outside, Feige kicked the door open, and it collapsed.

"Who are you? What do you want?" a man shouted from inside.

"Wu Tang, you're so skinny and ugly!"

"Master, who cares? Just beat him up!"

Feige walked in, and the man stood up. "What are you doing? You broke my door, you have to pay for it."

"Pah, pay your grandpa!" Fei Ge kicked the man, sending him sprawling.

The house was very shabby, with garbage everywhere and a terrible stench.

Then, without saying a word, Feige started beating her up.

"Old hag, are you trying to die? I didn't do anything to you, are you fucking crazy?"

The man cursed loudly, and Feige beat him without hesitation.

"Master, use this, the bamboo strip."

Feige took the bamboo stick and began to whip it wildly.

The man on the ground was in excruciating pain. He tried to fight back, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was slashed and pulled it back in pain.

"Old woman, who are you? What right do you have to hit me?"

"Old woman, you're crazy."

"Are you crazy?"

The more he cursed Feige, the harder he beat him.

Feige got tired after beating him for a short while. She held the bamboo stick, looking at the man on the ground.

Do you remember that sweet potato field?

"Do you remember the woman you raped?"

"It's you," the man remembered.

"Yes, it's me. I've come for revenge."

The man fell silent.

"Wu Tang, give him a pill to make him mute, so he'll be mute for life. Then give him another pill so he can never be a man again."

"Yes, Master."

The man took two pills and found that he could no longer make a sound. Then he realized that he had lost all his energy and spirit, and he was in a terrible state. Feige even kicked him in the chest again. He probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for at least six months.