The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Chapter 212 The Old Lady Upstairs's Counterattack 2

Wu Tang finished speaking, and Fei Ge got sleepy.

"Let's go to sleep."

Feige got up from the sofa, went into the room, and didn't close the door. Anyway, she was the only one there, so why would she close the door?

Wu Tang didn't enter the space. He followed Fei Ge to the room, found a place to lie down, and then fell into a sweet sleep.

Thunder rumbled,

Lightning again,

Oh no, the power's out.

It was pitch black everywhere; it was nighttime.

The lightning illuminated the room, but Feige ignored it and continued sleeping.

It was raining heavily outside, a torrential autumn downpour, with thunder and lightning.

While the others couldn't sleep, Feige slept soundly and peacefully.

Daylight broke, and Feige woke up. She went to the window and looked outside.

Everything was wet, with puddles on the ground, and some people were even holding umbrellas.

"Master, the rain has stopped and the rainbow has appeared."

Feige looked up and sure enough, a beautiful rainbow appeared on the horizon.

"Wu Tang, this angle is great; the rainbow is clearly visible."

"Um"

My stomach is rumbling, I'm hungry.

"Master, it's breakfast time!" Wu Tang said with a smile.

"Um"

I opened the refrigerator and found a few eggs, a few tomatoes, and a piece of meat.

Feige then opened the bottom of the refrigerator; there were some spare ribs, sausages, and cured meat.

"Master, have some noodles."

"it is good"

"Master, I'll cook the noodles."

"it is good"

Feige took out the eggs, tomatoes, and meat.

Take it to the kitchen, and Wu Tang cut off some meat.

"Master, have some noodles with minced meat sauce!"

"it is good"

Wu Tang chopped the tomatoes and cracked the eggs into a bowl.

Feige opened fire.

"Master, please move aside, be careful not to get oil splashed on you."

"it is good"

Feige poured the oil into the pot, then walked to the kitchen doorway.

Wu Tang put the shredded meat in the pan, and after a while, the meat was cooked. Then he poured in the eggs.

In a short while, the egg and shredded pork pancake was formed.

"Master, the egg and meat patty looks delicious!"

"Um"

Wu Tang took the egg and meat patties out and put them on a plate. Then he poured more oil into the pan and stir-fried them. He added the tomatoes and started stir-frying them. When the tomato juice came out, he added some water.

"Master, the water's boiling, so we can start cooking the noodles."

"it is good"

Once the water boils, add the brown sugar to the noodles.

"Master, is that enough?"

"Add a little more."

"Yes, Master."

He added some more sugar, then picked up a spoon and began to stir gently.

After a while, the noodles were ready.

"Master, it's your turn."

"it is good"

Feige went over, picked up the noodles, and put them in a bowl. Feige looked at the bowl; it was too small. She used a basin instead—two small basins of noodles.

"Master, ladle some soup."

"it is good"

"Master, I'll add the seasonings."

Wu Tang cut the egg and meat patty in half, put them in two bowls, and then added salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and some other seasonings.

"Master, that's enough."

"it is good"

Feige brought the noodles to the dining table outside.

"Master, it smells so good!"

"Um"

"Let's eat"

The two children, one big and one small, held the chopsticks. They were a little hot, so they gently blew on them.

"Master, it's delicious!"

"Um"

"Master, this egg and meat pie is delicious!"

"Um"

Wu Tang chattered as he ate.

Before long, Feige finished a bowl of noodles—no, a whole pot of noodles.

"Wu Tang, I'm full."

"Yes, Master, I'm full too."

The two of them walked to the sofa, rubbing their round bellies.

"hey-hey"

The two men laughed.

after awhile,

"Master, I'm going to wash the dishes."

Okay, slow down.

"understood"

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door, incredibly loudly. A few more knocks and the door would probably be permanently broken.

"Master, the one downstairs..."

Feige didn't move, letting them knock—no, not knock, but kick the door.

Wu Tang has washed the bowls.

"Master, I'll go!"

Wu Tang walked to the door, stood on tiptoe, and reached the door.

Those people outside were still furious when they saw Wu Tang.

"Little brat, what are you doing opening the door so late?" the woman shouted.

Wu Tang was speechless. "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"It rained last night, and your awning kept rattling, keeping me awake."

"What? You could hear that?"

Wu Tang rolled her eyes.

*Slap!* Wu Tang got slapped, and her face swelled up.

Feige walked over and kicked the woman, sending her flying out of the stairwell window.

"Wu Tang, don't let her die. Everything else is secondary."

"Yes, Master."

The woman fell to the ground and broke her hip bone.

My whole body aches, but my mind is exceptionally clear.

"what……"

The sound of a pig being slaughtered echoed through the neighborhood.

Feige squatted down and touched Wutang's face.

"How about it"

"Master, it's alright, it's all right now."

"Um"

"Master, that family downstairs is just as inexplicable,"

"Um"

Feige pulled Wutang to sit on the sofa.

She has several children.

"Three people: two sons and one daughter. The daughter is the eldest and is already married, but she hasn't come back. The two sons are both 30 years old and still unmarried."

"What kind of woman would be crazy to marry into this family?" Fei Ge said speechlessly.

"Yes, they used to have girlfriends, but after hearing what the older folks in the neighborhood told them about this family, they both broke up with them and ran away."

"No wonder they ran away."

"Master, that woman is still lying down there. Many people are watching the spectacle, but no one is paying attention to her."

"Isn't that what they deserve? What if they tried to extort money from you?"

"Wu Tang, take that woman back to her room."

"Yes, Master."

When Wu Tang landed, he shouted, "Look, there are cows flying in the sky!"

As soon as Wu Tang shouted, everyone looked up at the sky, and Wu Tang took the woman off the ground.

The woman had just returned to her room when there was a knock on the door.

"Mom, why are you still getting up to cook?"

The woman was in excruciating pain; she yelled, "Cook it myself!"

Then, there was no sound outside.

Inside the house, Feige and Wutang were watching TV.