The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Another day has passed.

Feige started singing.

Four people were eating around the table.

Feige looked at the child,

"After you've eaten, go out and look for a job. You owe me three meals, so I need to pay you back 30 yuan this month."

After Feige finished speaking, the child lost his appetite. Last night he had been wondering if his mother had said those things on purpose, but it turned out he was wrong again.

"understood"

After dinner, Fei Ge took Qin Feng out.

Not long after, the child also came out in a wheelchair.

At the entrance of the residential compound, he was lost, wondering how to find her. His mother was now a woman of her word, and he felt incredibly sad.

Fei Ge and Qin Feng arrived at the vegetable market.

"Fengzi, I want to eat fish."

"it is good"

I want to eat braised pork.

"it is good"

Soon, the two of them returned carrying a huge pile of things—or rather, Qin Feng, the "tool man," couldn't even hold them all, and he had a string of [items] hanging around his neck.

Qin Feng wasn't angry that Fei Ge had missed, he just smiled helplessly.

When I got home, it was already noon. My stepmother-in-law said the child had gone out.

Qin Feng put the vegetables in the refrigerator and then started cooking.

I'm going out for a bit.

Feige disappeared as soon as she stepped out the door.

Feige quickly found the child by the river; it was obvious he was about to commit suicide.

"What, you want to die?"

Hearing the sound, the child turned around.

"Mom!" he called out.

"Want to die? I'll grant your wish."

After Feige finished speaking, she kicked him down.

The child couldn't move his legs and limbs; after a few thrashings in the water, he sank.

Feige pointed her finger, and the little guy came up.

Slap, slap, slap! A few slaps, and the child woke up.

Feige looked at him, a half-smile on her face.

"What, still want to die? Go down and have a few more sips."

The child looked at Feige and smiled, "Mom, I was wrong, really wrong. You were doing this for my own good, I finally understand, but it's too late. I, I..." The child was dejected.

"I don't want to hear it. Go back home. I have things to do."

"okay"

The child pushed the wheelchair back, and Feige disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Where did she go? Feige went to buy some breakfast-making tools; she planned to have someone who liked to get up early sell breakfast there.

When I got home, the kids were back.

Qin Feng and the others were all waiting for her to come back for dinner.

Feige took the things out.

"Starting tomorrow, you'll sell breakfast: porridge, soy milk, and steamed buns/mantou. Just sell them at the entrance of the residential complex. I've already spoken to the property management."

"I can't," the child whispered.

"How dare you say you can't? You're 30 years old! Get lost! If you don't know, then learn!"

“He’ll teach you,” Fei Ge said, pointing to Qin Feng.

My mother-in-law knows how to make steamed buns and mantou. She'll teach you. Anyway, you have to go sell them tomorrow morning, or I'll kick you out.

"I see"

Feige didn't care; she ate her fill and went to sleep.

Qin Feng teaches the children how to cook porridge.

The kind-hearted mother-in-law teaches the children how to make steamed buns and dumplings.

An afternoon passed, and I learned how to make porridge.

The steamed buns and dumplings are ready.

Feige took a bite and thought it was pretty good.

I took a bite of the steamed bun; it tasted alright.

"Looks like your afternoon's work went well. You're suited for this. Tomorrow morning at 6 AM, get up at 1 AM to make steamed buns and porridge."

"Oh"

"Damn it, it's confirmed. Don't try to play tricks on me."

After eating, Feige went to sleep again.

“Master, you need to buy him an umbrella, a big one, otherwise he’ll slack off when it rains.”

"Too"

Feige disappeared without a trace, and returned shortly afterward carrying a large umbrella.

……

At one o'clock in the morning, the child got up and started preparing the dough. He took his time, preparing the filling for the steamed buns. Once the dough had risen, he began making the buns and steamed bread.

The buns are wrapped, and the dough for steamed bread is ready. Let them rest for another 30 minutes before steaming.

It was already 4 a.m., and he started cooking porridge.

It was 5 o'clock, and he turned off the heat on the porridge.

Start clearing the dishes.

It's 5:30.

Everything is ready: steamed buns and mantou are in the steamer, porridge is in the pot, and it's all loaded onto the car.

Qin Feng came out and pushed the car downstairs.

The adoptive mother-in-law got up, and she went to help.

These flying songs were not stopped.

When we got downstairs,

Those going to work saw the breakfast stall and came over to buy some. They sold a lot of steamed buns and mantou, and also some porridge. Qin Feng pushed his cart downstairs and came back.

The cheap mother-in-law was helping out there.

When others ask for steamed buns, she gives them steamed buns; when others ask for mantou (steamed bread), she gives them mantou. Next to the child is porridge; when others ask for porridge, she ladles it out for them.

Of course, he collects the money himself.

Three hours passed, and the steamed buns, mantou, and porridge were almost sold out.

"Grandma, are you hungry? Want some breakfast?"

The mother-in-law cried. She was happy because it was the first time in her life that the mother-in-law had shown her any concern.

The child ladled a bowl of porridge for his adoptive mother-in-law and gave her two steamed buns. The adoptive mother-in-law then sat down to eat breakfast.

The child took two steamed buns and ate them by himself.

After breakfast, they went back. Of course, Qin Feng helped push the cart back.

Once home, the child started counting the money.

When Feige came out, the child said with a smile, "Mom, I sold 200 yuan worth of goods. Here's 100 yuan for living expenses." It was clear that he meant it.

"it is good"

Feige didn't hold back either.

"Continue tomorrow, deducting costs,"

"it is good"

After the first day, the child became busy every day.

Business is booming every day because customers say his steamed buns and mantou are delicious, which motivates the kids.

Six months have passed, and the child has earned 30,000 yuan. He built a breakfast shop on the vacant lot next to the entrance of the residential area, so he doesn't have to move it back and forth every day anymore.

Of course, the interior is specially decorated; it's been raised so that you can easily reach the buns and steamed bread yourself.

Of course, the land was also purchased.

The child prepares the dough at 1 a.m. every morning, and gets ready to open the shop at 6 a.m.

……

Days passed by,

Ten years have passed, and my adoptive mother-in-law is gone.

The child's steamed bun shop remains open, and because the buns are delicious, many people come from far and wide. The child is happy every day.

The boy was 40 when a girl fell in love with him. He was overjoyed. Two years later, they got married. After the wedding, they worked tirelessly day and night. Feige also did a good deed by fixing the boy's leg. Six months later, his new wife became pregnant, and the following year she gave birth to triplets.

Is he/she no longer a child?

Three years have passed, and the triplets are now in kindergarten.

He would tell his children about his past whenever he had free time, but this only earned him their disdain.

"Old man, how dare you! If I were your mother-in-law, I'd just kill you with one blow."

He wasn't angry; he just smiled.

……

"Master, your stamina has reached 21, for a total of 167 stamina points."

"it is good"

The child is married but still lives with Feige and his family. He said his mother lives here.

That evening at dinner

Feige said to the child she used to be, "I'm going out to play tomorrow. You better work hard, or I'll come back and deal with you."

"Okay, Mom. Do you have enough money? If not, I'll get you some."

"Fine, I'll save three for future schooling."

"My dear children, keep a close eye on him. If he misbehaves, call me, okay?"

"Don't worry, Grandma, we'll keep a close watch," Da Guai said.

"it is good"

After eating and returning to her room, Feige left.

Of course, that phone call couldn't get through.