The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

In the dead of night,

In Tianhe Residential Complex, Unit 3, Floor 6, Apartment 1, people are playing mahjong.

The sound of mahjong tiles being rubbed, the loud clattering, keeps people awake.

Autumn has arrived, and the temperature difference between day and night is significant. Unable to sleep in her room, the elderly woman came out and lay down on the sofa in the living room.

The moonlight streamed in from outside, spilling into the hall, but the old lady didn't find it particularly warm.

The reason she couldn't sleep was because she had been inexplicably irritable lately.

There she was, lying on the sofa, staring blankly at the moon outside.

It was already 11 p.m., and the sound of mahjong being played could be clearly heard from the apartment downstairs throughout the entire neighborhood.

Finally, the old lady became unhappy.

"Stay up all night? That's crazy."

The old lady stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside.

She really wanted to go downstairs and teach that family a lesson, tear down their mahjong machine, and kick them all out.

Then, she heard the people playing mahjong downstairs talking about her.

"That old woman upstairs is always talking nonsense."

"that is"

"Her two daughters married far away, and she has no one to keep her company."

"Doesn't she deserve it? If she loses a man, she can just find another one. Why should she wrong herself?"

"You know what, those two girls were really well-behaved when they were little; everyone liked them."

"What's the use of being obedient? She's still someone else's anyway."

"You're not a woman anymore, doesn't saying that insult yourself?"

"Pah, that old woman too. Her two daughters are married so far away, and they only come back once a year. Every time they come back, it's a big commotion. The old woman is only happy for those few days."

"How could I not be happy that my daughter is back? You must be happy too."

"Tch, this old woman really deserves it. She was only 26 when her husband died. She dumped two women and just found someone new. What an idiot."

"I also think it's foolish. If it were me, I would just leave the kids behind and run away. Dragging two burdens around is such a hassle. This old woman really doesn't know how to think things through. Doesn't she deserve it?"

"Hey, can you please stop saying that? She's lived most of her life, weathered all sorts of storms, raised two kids all by herself, endured so much hardship and suffering. Can't you have a little sympathy?"

"Pah, serves him right! Don't pity him, I think he really deserves it."

"Oh dear, oh dear, I'm done talking, I'm about to win!"

……

The old lady felt uneasy listening to the gossip downstairs, but then she thought it didn't matter. They were just busybodies who couldn't stand seeing others do well.

She went to the sofa and lay down.

The mahjong noise downstairs is too loud, and the old lady can't sleep. She's inexplicably irritable; as people get older, they prefer quiet.

She was thirsty, so she got up to drink some water, but she got up too quickly and collapsed.

The moonlight shone on the old woman, creating an inexplicable eeriness.

After a long time, the old woman opened her eyes.

Yes, Feige is here.

Her eyes swept around the room; it was quiet and deserted. She cleared her throat.

"Wu Tang, come out here!"

"Master, I'm busy, you go play for a bit."

Wu Tang was collecting eggs in the space; he hadn't done it for several days.

Wu Tang was hunched over, huffing and puffing as he worked, while seven large snakes carried baskets beside him.

"Little One, Little Two, your baskets are full. Take them and put them away carefully, don't break the eggs, or the master will be angry."

after awhile,

"Xiao Wu, it's your turn."

"Little Six, your basket is crooked."

……

Feige lay on the sofa, closed her eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

I slept for a while, then woke up again because the noise downstairs was too loud and I couldn't fall back asleep.

The clattering sound of mahjong tiles being thrown was very annoying.

I stood up, feeling thirsty, and walked to the cabinet. Feige poured me a glass of water.

I took a sip and found it didn't quench my thirst.

"Forget it, let's just drink the spiritual spring water."

After drinking a bowl of spiritual spring water, she felt much better and went to lie down on the sofa.

"These people downstairs are really something, playing mahjong so late at night, making all that noise, can't they let anyone get any sleep?" Feige was speechless.

Not long after, Wu Tang was produced.

"Master, I've arrived."

Wu Tang heard the sound of mahjong tiles.

"Master, these people are playing mahjong in the middle of the night instead of sleeping. If they want to play mahjong, they can just go to a mahjong parlor. The noise is so loud; this neighborhood probably doesn't have soundproofing. Aren't they afraid of disturbing the neighbors?"

Wu Tang said unhappily.

"Alright, come and sit down," Fei Ge patted the seat next to her.

Wu Tang sat down on the sofa.

"Master, it's already 12 o'clock."

Feige glanced at the clock on the wall; it was a new day.

How did the original owner die?

"Myocardial infarction"

"Oh, so suddenly?"

"Yes, she was thirsty and wanted water. She got up in a hurry and died," Wu Tang explained.

"Wu Tang, what is her wish?"

"Master, let me explain slowly."

The original owner had lived in this neighborhood for 30 years. This house was left to her by her husband. She was only 26 when he died, and she worked herself to the bone to raise her two children, never once thinking of abandoning them.

"Yes, she's a qualified mother," Feige agreed.

"Most people in this neighborhood are quite nice, but there are always a few oddballs out there. Those people often tripped up and bullied the original owner of this body, but she endured it all. She thought that patience would bring peace, but her tolerance only emboldened some people to become even more ruthless."

"All crows are black, and where there are people, there is a world of intrigue. It's the same everywhere. Some people have black hearts; they can never stand to see others do well, and their selfishness is utterly blatant." Fei Ge stroked Wu Tang's hair.

"Master, that family downstairs is the one that bullied the original owner the most."

"What is she trying to do?" Feige grabbed Wutang's hair, but Wutang pulled it away.

"Over the years, the original owner of this body had had enough; she wanted to fight back."

"no problem"

"Master, the original owner loved her man very much and was reluctant to leave this place. Her two daughters are married far away, and they want to take the original owner away, but she disagrees."

"The stubborn old lady"

Hearing the sounds of mahjong below, not only Feige was unhappy, but Wutang was also unhappy.

"Tell me, how did that family downstairs bully the original owner?"

"After the original owner's husband died, she worked several jobs to support her child's schooling. The child was also very hardworking, consistently ranking at the top of her class. The original owner felt that all the hardship was worthwhile."

After school, the two children did chores, cooked, and did everything they could. They thought about how hard their mother worked and wanted to be obedient, so they never argued with the original owner. Whatever she said went, and the original owner was pleased with that.

The family downstairs is a real oddball.

They frequently bullied the original owner of this body, and the woman downstairs was very loud, often verbally abusing the original owner, leaving everyone confused.

For example, when washing clothes, she gets unhappy if water drips down.

For example, the trash is still at the original owner's doorstep.

For example, joining others to curse the original owner.

For example, smashing the windows of the previous owner's house.

……

"Oh my god, isn't this a brat?"

"Yes, this family is very childish."

However, the original owner endured it all.

Everyone else in the neighborhood knows about this, and they've tried to persuade the downstairs family not to do that, but they won't listen and instead yell at them for being nosy.

I'm just speechless.

As the two daughters grew up, they went to university; the elder daughter studied medicine, and the younger daughter became a teacher.

They later got married.

The eldest daughter married and moved abroad.

My youngest daughter married and moved to Beijing.

She only comes back during the Chinese New Year, taking her annual leave and the Spring Festival together. That period is the happiest time for the old lady.