The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Inside the thatched hut, Feige opened her eyes and sighed.

"Wu Tang, what's going on here?"

"Master, you have 75 points now."

"This was a widow, raising two children alone. Her supposedly dead husband was actually still alive, though she didn't know it. He had remarried, to the daughter of a wealthy family in the prefecture. Many years later, the widow discovered this and went to complain. The man sent men to kill her, along with her children."

What is she trying to do?

"Extremely wealthy, a man will regret it,"

"no problem"

Feige stood up; she was hungry.

He took two steamed buns from his spatial storage and began to eat them slowly.

After a while, the two children returned.

"Mother, I dug up some wild grass."

"Mom, I stole bird eggs."

Feige looked up at the child; he was skinny and wiry, with hardly any flesh on him.

"You're back, have some steamed buns."

Feige took out two more steamed buns, one for each of the two children.

They took the steamed buns, broke them in half, and gave one half to Feige.

"Mom, you eat."

"My dear mother has more, you can eat."

Feige took out another steamed bun, and the two children slowly started eating it after seeing that Feige really had one.

Feige, oh no, the original owner's tears fell.

"Eat slowly, is there any water?"

Yes, I'll go get it.

The eldest was a girl, and she quickly poured a bowl of water over.

Feige drank half of it and then stopped. It was boiled water, boiled by herself.

The child took it and shared it with the younger one, eating it with the steamed bun.

The woman had two children, a six-year-old girl and a four-year-old brother. The man died when the younger child was seven months old. Over the years, the woman had worked hard to raise the two children and often had to deal with some thugs, because the original owner of the body was quite beautiful in the village.

After the two children finished their steamed buns, Feige looked at them.

"Are you full?"

"Mom, I'm full, it's so delicious!"

“Yeah, delicious”

"Sweetie, there's more tomorrow, and you're all dirty. Let's boil some water and wash you clean, okay?"

"Mom, I'll go boil some water."

The little girl ran away as soon as she finished speaking.

Feige stood up, turned around, and found a cabinet. Inside the cabinet were several patched clothes, belonging to both adults and children.

Once outside, Feige could see clearly that there were three thatched huts: one for sleeping, one for storage, and one for the kitchen.

The little girl quickly boiled the water.

"Mom, you can wash now, the water is hot."

"Okay, here you go"

Feige first washed the two little ones clean, because they were so dirty that she changed the water twice and changed them into clean clothes. Only then could Feige see clearly that the two children had fair skin.

"Alright, play by yourself, Mom's going to take a bath."

"it is good"

Feige finished washing very quickly.

it's getting dark.

"mother"

"mother"

The two children ran over,

"Are you hungry?" Feige asked gently.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"Okay, Mom will cook."

Upon entering the kitchen, there was only a small bag of corn.

"Master, there's rice, meat, and vegetables in the space."

"Sweetie, start the fire, Mommy will cook."

"Okay, Mother."

The older sister came to light the fire, and the younger brother walked in and sat down beside her obediently.

"My dears, your names don't sound good. How about Mommy gives you new ones?"

"it is good"

"it is good"

"How about you take your mother's surname from now on?"

"it is good"

"it is good"

"Wu Tang, what was the original owner's surname?"

"Master, the original owner's surname was Sun."

"How about the older sister's name is Sun Ping and the younger brother's name is Sun Yuan?"

"it is good"

"it is good"

"Make the fire bigger,"

"Yes, Mother."

It was dark, but the moon was very big.

Feige took out a bag of rice, but the two children were busy tending the fire and didn't notice.

Soon, the rice was cooked, and the two children's mouths watered at the sight of the white rice.

"Sweetie, wait a minute, Mommy will cook the dishes right away. We can eat as soon as they're done."

"it is good"

"it is good"

Feige took out the shredded pork with garlic sauce and heated up the bone broth; it would be ready soon.

"Sweetie, time to eat."

The three people were holding bowls with a broken corner, and the two children were eating with their mouths full of oil.

"Eat slowly, there's still plenty left, no one's going to take it from you."

"Mom, it's so delicious!"

"Mom, it's so delicious!"

The two children said sincerely,

"Okay, I'll eat it every day from now on."

"Um,"

"it is good"

After eating and washing the dishes, the three of them looked at the moon in the yard. Before long, the two children fell asleep.

Feige carried them to the bed inside, then sat down outside.