doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 266 She is nervous
Wen Sijia's nerves that had just been relaxed became tense again.

The dead father said it himself, Yang Mu was an honest boy.

I didn't feel much in the past two years, but now I see where I am honest, and I am not honest at all!

This is really a wave of ups and downs, what doubts does he have?
Song Botai was obviously also surprised, and finally turned his head to look at Yang Mu.

Yang Mu looked at her, and Song Botai turned his head to the side after a long time, seemingly calm, but Yang Mu didn't think so.

"Are you guilty?"

Yang Mu's voice was very soft, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

No one else heard it because his voice was so low.

If Song Botai's ears were not deaf, she might be able to hear what Yang Mu was saying at such a short distance.

Wen Sijia came over.

After all, she is the owner of the castle, and she feels that things can stop here.

Yang Mu's revenge has been avenged, and he can't hold on to the old Song's family, after all, Mrs. Song is highly respected.

"Okay, Yang Mu, it's almost over. Today is already bloody, and I don't want to see more chaos. Then Song Lihe has done a lot of evil, you have to deal with him and no one cares about you, don't implicate the innocent again!"

Yang Mu looked at Wen Sijia very calmly, showing a different expression.

"Are you Wen Sijia?"

"what?"

Of course Wen Sijia didn't understand what Yang Mu meant.

"Hmph, I was such a fool in those two years, I thought you, Wen Sijia, were a godlike woman, but now it seems that you are also a fierce and brainless thing."

Petrochemical!

Wen Sijia never dreamed that such a word would fall on her one day.

It was still the same, fortunately Wen Sijia was Wen Sijia and not Chu Hong, otherwise at this time she would have rushed to bite Yang Mu.

She endured the complicated emotions in her heart, but frowned and said:
"What on earth do you mean, don't play tricks!"

Yang Mu smiled slightly, nodded, then walked over and squatted down in front of Mrs. Song, and looked at her again.

Mrs. Song looked like an ordinary old lady. Of course, she was dressed gracefully and luxuriously, but these could not prevent the wrinkles on her face from rising.

After watching for a long time, Song Botai seemed a little tired, and raised his hand to rub his eyes.

"Are you guilty again?"

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"hey-hey."

Yang Mu ignored the old lady's question, but looked sideways at Wen Sijia.

"How long has the old woman been lame?"

"Yang Mu! Speak well. Mrs. Song's legs could no longer stand 30 years ago, but this does not affect her image in the eyes of younger generations."

What Wen Sijia said was very official.

She said so, but in fact she didn't have much respect for Uncle Song in her heart.

It's not that she doesn't respect the old lady, it's just that her thoughts are all on Yang Mu at this time.

After calming down, Wen Sijia understood that this kid would not be aimless, he must have discovered something.

So when Yang Mu asked, she answered.

"30 years? Is it true that you have been unable to stand?"

"Well, the condition is very serious. Many domestic and foreign experts are invited to see it badly. This is something that everyone in the circle knows, and everyone feels very sorry."

Yang Mu laughed even more. He looked at Song Lihe who had collapsed and collapsed on the ground, and then said loudly to Mrs. Song:
"Old man! Just now, your unworthy grandson was scared out of his wits. He knew that I would definitely kill him. You are his only life-saving straw. So he has no respect for you anymore, so he came here and directly pulled your wheelchair !Although your movements are very agile and fast, I still saw you tap the ground with your feet! Although I haven’t been to school, I’m not an idiot who doesn’t understand anything. Life tells me that only when you have a symmetrical force can you maintain balance! Just now The wheelchair seemed to be about to fall after it was tilted, but in the end she miraculously did not fall over! I was wondering, did you stretch out your feet to support it, so that the force was balanced?"

This sentence was another bomb thrown out, which stunned a group of people.

No one noticed.

However, Yang Mu's statement is impossible!

A person who has been paralyzed in a wheelchair for more than 30 years, his legs have long been useless, how can he support a wheelchair that is about to fall?
"Hey, I just saw it, so you didn't dare to look at me twice when I looked at you, are you guilty? And you were so anxious to leave just now, are you also guilty? In fact, you are not a person at all. Cripple, right?"

Wen Sijia felt dizzy because of Yang Mu.

this kid
He also said this kind of words?
Maybe he was simply wrong.

"When the wheelchair is tilted, Mrs. Song's feet will naturally fall to the ground."

Wen Sijia wants to refute Yang Mu.

"However, at that time, her good grandson Song Lihe was still exerting force on the wheelchair. If her feet just touched the ground weakly, the wheelchair would continue to tilt! But the wheelchair did not continue to tilt! How can this be explained? "

"This"

Wen Sijia was speechless, wondering if you didn't see clearly?
However, I couldn't say these words. Looking at Yang Mu's firm look, I guess he must have seen it clearly, and that's why he made the attack.

Then came the question, could Mrs. Song really be a fake cripple?Why is she pretending to be lame?
"Then the question is, is Mrs. Song really a fake cripple? Why does she pretend to be crippled?"

Just as Wen Sijia was thinking in her heart, Yang Mu actually said what she was thinking verbatim.

It made Wen Sijia feel weird.

Yang Mu finished the sentence aloud, then paced back and forth, frowning in thought.

Song Botai still remained calm at this time, looked at Yang Mu and said coldly:
"Xiaosheng, you are a bit too much! You killed my family, I don't care about you, and now you are pressing me to trouble you! I know you are very powerful, but you can't bully me like this, a lonely old woman Ah! Sijia, don't you think you can't ask? He is the son-in-law of your Wen family."

Wen Sijia didn't know how to answer the question.

Yang Mu said:

"Old woman, you are even more guilty. Are you afraid to face me and call for rescuers? Let Wen Sijia help you? Okay! You let her come to sleep with me and fulfill the obligation of being a wife, so I won't continue to explore. "

"Yang Mu! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Wen Sijia was angry, but not that angry, but she was a little uncertain about the man in front of her at this moment.

After shouting, she said again:

"Hurry up if you have something to say, don't mistake Mrs. Song for going back to rest."

This rhetoric is still very cunning, let Yang Mu continue.

Yang Mu understood and stopped looking for trouble.

"Send someone to get paper and pen!"

He looked at Wen Sijia and spoke softly.

Although Wen Sijia didn't know what Yang Mu meant, she still cooperated with him.

After a while, someone brought paper and pen, and Yang Mu remembered that he still needed to get a table.

So Wen Sijia ordered someone to run again.

Putting the table, paper and pen in front of Song Botai, Yang Mu walked over to look at her and said:

"Old man, write and write?"

"What are you doing?"

"No reason, I just want you to write a few words."

"Hmph! I refuse! Even if my Uncle Song has a few unworthy descendants, I have never done anything wrong in my life. How can I be coerced by you at such an old age?"

Mrs. Song put on a look that she would rather die than surrender.

Wen Sijia felt that this was not the solution, so she said:

"Yang Mu, what are you doubting? You can tell it directly! Since the matter is already like this, then we have nothing to hide. Let us see if you are making trouble for no reason, or is Mrs. Song really guilty? Something's wrong."

Yang Mu is very satisfied with Wen Sijia's performance.

Although the chick didn't understand what was going on, she still seemed to believe in herself.

Otherwise she wouldn't let herself keep talking.

Yang Mu sighed and said softly:

"Actually, I can't say for sure, so I'm trying, because my guess is a bit bold and unconstrained."

"Then what exactly is your guess?"

Yang Mu didn't announce the answer directly, but took the paper and pen on the table and wrote a few lines.

Wen Sijia walked over to have a look, and the people nearby all stepped forward a bit, but they still didn't dare to approach Yang Mu.

Only Chu Hong came to Wen Sijia's side and read those few lines.

"In late autumn, I went to Dawa Village to look after children. There were 43 people with less than fifteen children, and no one went to school. The Dawa Village Primary School was established for them. It was just to buy books, build a house, and hire a teacher. On average, the monthly The payment is less than five thousand, four thousand nine hundred and three yuan, perhaps this meager contribution can change the fate of these children's lives, fortunately!"

After Chu Hong finished reading, she couldn't help admiring.

"What a resolute font!"

Wen Sijia was also surprised.

She also didn't know that Yang Mu wrote a good handwriting.

Were you not an orphan when you were young?

It seems that when he got older, he should be adopted, right?So educated?

"Don't be surprised. Although I haven't been to school for a day, this character is really not a bragging. I wrote it on the soil with tree branches and persisted in writing for several years. After that, calligraphy became a thing! Lao Tzu's character has absorbed the aura of heaven and earth. , the essence of the sun and the moon! Calligraphy made on the earth will never boast."

Yang Mu rambled on for a long time.

Chu Hong and Wen Sijia glanced at each other and then rolled their eyes.

Can Nima be more serious!
You're about to unravel a mystery!

There are so many people here waiting to see you!
You just killed someone, can you have some psychological pressure?
How dare you brag and avoid such a moment!
Of course, two young women who thought they were knowledgeable and qualified would never say something similar.

But they really thought so in their hearts.

Yang Mu finally became serious after being stunned for a while, pushed the line he wrote to Song Botai, and said with a sneer:
"Just write these words! If you write them down, I will recognize you as Mrs. Song who does good deeds! If you can't write them down, I won't talk nonsense with you, and will just throw you downstairs to feed the zombies. Anyway, the Song family will be killed." Lao Tzu's original intention!"

The expression on Song Botai's old face was finally moved.

Wen Sijia narrowed her eyes and noticed Song Botai's hand was already trembling slightly!
God!Yang Mu was actually right!Sure enough, there are tricks!She is nervous!
(End of this chapter)