doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 267 The Disappearing Font

"I can't write, I'm too old to hold a pen."

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Song closed her eyes, as if she wanted to play with a dead pig without fear of being scalded by boiling water.

Yang Mu smiled indifferently, since that's the case, it's time to explain his doubts.

He went to the side and took the account book from Mrs. Song's secretary. This is the account book that Mrs. Song told Yang Mu about how many good things she had done just now.

"This account book really has a history. In the front part, all the records should be completed by Mrs. Song herself. You can tell from the tone of the record, just like the few lines I wrote, I recited and transcribed them from the account book. This is A record from 17 years ago."

What Yang Mu said was——"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 salary is less than [-] yuan, [-] yuan, perhaps this meager contribution can change the fate of these children's lives, fortunately!" These words.

Delivering the ledger to Wen Sijia, Yang Mu said:

"This is written on the second line of the third page."

Wen Sijia had nothing to say to Yang Mu.

The old lady Song gave Yang Mu the account book just now, and Yang Mu seemed to just flip through it casually. How could he even remember what was written on any page and line?This is still out of school?Too smart, right?Excellent memory, never forget!
In fact, Yang Mu really doesn't have a photographic memory, but he is more sensitive to words, which is the only thing he has learned since he was a child, and he can see the difference just by flipping through them.

"The two fonts are obviously different, and the tone of the record is also different. Before the second line on page 53, it was written by Song Botai himself, but it has changed since then! Then this ledger should be recorded from 27 years ago. Before it was Mrs. Song wrote it herself, why did she start to ask someone to write it for her 17 years ago? She never wrote it by herself again? A ledger that has been written for ten years suddenly changed its recording habits. It must have experienced some major event! What could it be?"

Yang Mu looked at the crowd, and they all listened attentively, as if they were listening to a suspenseful story.

Wen Sijia was flipping through the ledger, and what Yang Mu said was indeed correct. Starting from the third line on page 53, the following fonts were different from the one above, and the tone of the record was also changed, probably by the secretary.

The previous ten years were all written by Song Botai himself. In the following 17 years, it can be seen that at least a few secretaries were changed to write. The fonts are different from those in the first ten years, and there are only seven or eight kinds.

Wen Sijia felt that it was a little strange, why Song Botai didn't take notes by himself, and after looking through it for a long time, the fonts from the previous ten years never appeared again.

"The typeface of the previous decade disappeared and was never seen again."

Yang Mu watched Wen Sijia speak.

Wen Sijia felt a chill down her spine.

Damn, I just thought this way, but Yang Mu said it again.

Do they really have a heart and soul?That's hell!
Yang Mu looked down at Song Botai who was pretending to be dead with his eyes closed, and said lightly:
"I seemed to just flip through it casually, but actually I looked at the many fonts in the back in detail. At least a third of the pages were randomly checked. As long as the fonts from the previous ten years appeared, I could see it. In fact, it was nothing at all. , although it made me a little curious, but that's all! But just now, your eldest grandson went to pull the wheelchair, and you used your feet to support the chair, I could see clearly! Although it is really not easy to spot your movements , because your legs are covered with blankets, maybe I can only find your outstretched feet if I look there from the angle I stand in a second! However, I did grasp the secret of this second, look Until you are really touching the ground with your toes!"

Yang Mu smiled when he said this, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"I've always admired a saying! If a person is abnormal, he must have a different mind! If you are not a cripple, why do you pretend to be a cripple? I can't understand this question! But when I heard my wife say it."

It took Wen Sijia a long time to realize that the wife Yang Mu was referring to was her!

It really seemed to interrupt, but this analysis seemed to have reached a critical point, so she held back and didn't speak.

"But when I heard from my wife that Mrs. Song has been lame for 30 years, I had a bold idea! Could it be that Mrs. Song in front of us is not Mrs. Song at all? She replaced Mrs. Song 17 years ago. , entered Song’s house, and started pretending to be lame! The reason why she never touches that ledger is because she can’t imitate Song Botai’s own handwriting at all!”

Yang Mu's words were so shocking that the surrounding temples exploded after he finished speaking.

"impossible!"

"This brain hole is too big!"

"The Arabian Nights."

"Have you read too many suspenseful stories?"

"How could Mrs. Song be dropped?"

"That is, neither of the two points you said can prove this conjecture!"

People shouted at each other, everyone was going to be driven crazy by Yang Mu, this wave of incidents continued, making people think that Yang Mu was a terrifying and frightening person, he was ruthless, and Know it all?
Yang Mu spread out his hands, smiled indifferently, then pointed at Mrs. Song and said:
"What's your name? I've said that I'm just guessing, so it's easy to deny me. The first thing is to take out this person's font and let me identify it, and see if it's the same as the font that disappeared on the account book! The second is to find a doctor." Come check her legs for me! I want to know whether these legs can walk from the perspective of medical testing!"

Everyone was quiet, and felt that what Yang Mu said was a little bit reasonable, so you can find out after checking it.

At this moment, Uncle Song, who was sitting there quietly, suddenly laughed, and then saw her raise her hand, remove the blanket covering her lap, and stand up tremblingly with all her strength .

The scene was immediately silent, and everyone's eyes widened.

What Yang Mu said was actually right!
Song Botai can really stand up!

Uncle Song stood tremblingly, and then staggered two steps. He also tried his best and almost fell. After finally standing still, he turned to everyone and said:
This young man is really amazing!Well, now that I have been seen, the old lady will stop pretending, yes, I can indeed walk, and it was cured three years ago!It’s just that I didn’t tell the children, everyone knows that my three grandchildren are relatively ordinary in ability, so I want them to continue to think that I am a useless person, and then I can work hard.
"Stupid!"

Yang Mu scolded directly, very rude, Wen Sijia frowned.

But before she could say anything, Yang Mu had already spoken.

"After one lie, there are usually other lies to complete it! It's just that you are too stupid, old man! You feel that you have been exposed, and you know that you will be exposed when you check it, so you want to lie in a hurry! Your lie seems to be a Mentally retarded! If your legs were fine three years ago, you have good legs at this time. But you have pretended to be crippled for too long, and subconsciously think that you are still crippled. Even if you stand up now, you should tremble like this Trembling, as if you can’t even move your feet! Is this stupid? If you, Tamar, have been healed for three years and can still use your feet to support the ground to prevent the wheelchair from rolling over, then your legs have strength. As for now Is that so?"

Uncle Song was so dumbfounded that he was speechless.

The people around also woke up immediately!
Yes!

Three years ago the legs were fine!
Then to whom do you show your current posture as if you have just recovered?
I stood up very slowly, as if my legs were rusted. Now when I stand, my legs are still bent, trembling and seeming to fall down at any time.

You admit that your legs are good, which means that you really supported the wheelchair with your legs just now, which means that your leg strength is not bad.Now showing such a state, it is obviously a fraud, it is really stupid!
However, most people don't think of this in the first place.

They were amazed that Mrs. Song could really stand up.

Yang Mu's thinking was obviously wider, but what she thought of after she stood up was the disharmony.

Wen Sijia exhaled lightly, always feeling a little overwhelmed.

Yang Mu brought her too many surprises today.

I don't have much energy now, when I go back to myself, I have to think about him carefully, what the hell is this person!
Yang Mu continued talking when no one was talking.

"Actually, it doesn't matter how you behave, because you have already told a big lie, so your words cannot be trusted! Now I want to find evidence to prove that you are not Song Botai! Everyone knows that Song Botai is a respected old man. In this day and age, if you want to be respected and admired by everyone, besides genuine kindness, you also need to be smart, right? I’ve heard about the old lady of the Song family before, and she said it herself just now, all three brothers died She is a woman who inherited the family business. She is one of the richest people in Hanning until now, and her family has assets worth hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars. Such a person must be very smart! Then I am curious, Such a capable person, who personally raised her grandson Song Lihe, can actually raise him into such a fool?"

Everyone looked at Yang Mu's fingers, and saw Song Lihe was still sitting limply on the ground, with a demented look at this moment, and there was still a puddle of water on the ground, probably from peeing.

Sure enough, he was stupid enough, did he know that he was going to be scared by Yang Mu's killing?It's really useless.

Yang Mu said lightly: "Bringing such a useless grandson by my side, is it for support, or is it because of his stupidity, so that it is convenient for me to do things? In fact, there is one thing that makes me doubt the most. I killed Song Do it! Her own grandson! Even if she is selfless to the extreme, she doesn't want to put me to death but wants to defuse the fight? Huh! That's her own grandson being killed! If it was me, who would kill me? grandson, I will definitely kill his whole family and destroy his nine clans!"

Yang Mu spoke very imposingly, then looked at the old lady and said softly:
"Then I guess, you may not be their grandma Song Botai! Then who are you?"

"Hmph, I am Song Botai! Even if I lied, that is my freedom, and you still have no evidence to prove that I am not Song Botai himself!"

The old lady sat back in the wheelchair, and the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water again.

Yang Mu smiled coldly, and suddenly stepped out, kicking the old lady between her legs.

"what!"

The old lady screamed in pain.

But Yang Mu laughed loudly and said:
"Sure enough! So you're not even a woman! You're an old man!"

(End of this chapter)