The two treasures of the farm family cannot be offended by the mother who is a miracle doctor.

Seeing Ye Nitang coming out, the beggars quickly stood up, held up their bowls, and looked at her with pleading eyes.

Ye Nitang's lips twitched. Yesterday, she told the mute beggar to come to her when he was hungry, but she didn't tell him to bring someone.

She asked the beggars to wait in the house and went to the backyard.

He ducked into the space food area and found a large wooden barrel of cold rice. After heating it with steam, he took it out of the space to the front shop and let the beggars scoop it up.

More than a dozen beggars were in rags, with disheveled hair and silly eyes.

Not only did they not fight, they also lined up to serve the rice in an orderly manner, then sat on the floor and ate slowly with wooden chopsticks.

Their movements are almost the same, and their eating looks are somewhat elegant.

Ye Nitang also took a portion of rice from the space, leaned against the door frame, and observed them while eating.

But the more she looked at them, the weirder they became. She discovered that they were all mute.

Bai Jiaoniang once said that all the beggars in the capital were adopted by Xuanqing Temple and Biyue Temple.

So where did these big beggars come from?

They seemed to have sound hands and feet, so why did they end up begging?

Moreover, their movements seemed to have been trained by some etiquette organization, and their postures when eating were almost exactly the same.

Thinking that she accidentally felt the beggar's pulse yesterday, she put away the dishes and chopsticks, took out a basket of braised eggs from the space, gave one to each of them, and then checked their pulse.

This shocked her even more. Like the mute beggar, they all had heart problems.

Such a weird thing must be abnormal.

She went into the house and took out twenty roast chickens and blood collection devices, and coaxed them to draw blood.

The beggars were very resistant to having blood drawn from their arms, but they gave in when they saw the roast chicken.

After drawing blood, Ye Nitang looked at the mute beggar from yesterday and pointed to the second floor of the shop, "Follow me up there. There will be chicken to eat tomorrow."

The beggar couldn't speak, but he understood her words. He smacked his lips a few times and followed her upstairs.

The other beggars, holding roast chickens, huddled in the corner and looked at the two people going upstairs with horrified eyes.

Ye Nitang looked back and noticed their strange expressions, feeling more and more fishy.

After going upstairs, she stunned the beggar and sent him to the space nuclear magnetic field. After a test, she found that the beggar's heart seemed to be stretched by something. It was twice the size of a normal person's heart and there were signs of damage. .

The injured heart lacks power and beats slowly, making it very difficult to pump out blood.

There was a detached scar on the artery in the upper arm of the beggar's right hand. According to the data analyzed by the instrument, blood was often cut there.

There was nothing abnormal about the other parts of his body, except that the blood vessels were thick and shriveled, and there was a lack of blood, making them look muddled.

She took the person out of the space and woke him up, sent him downstairs, and then checked the arms of other beggars. Everyone had such scars.

She sent a dozen beggars away and immediately entered the space to check their blood. When she saw the results, there was indeed something wrong.

Everyone's blood contains a paralyzing toxin, which is released by something.

But there are no foreign objects in the body of the mute beggar?

Ye Nitang was puzzled and compiled the blood reports of the beggars into a book, wrote down the abnormal details, and prepared to go to the people Shen Min gave her to check.

After finishing her work, she left the space and opened the shop door. The old woman from yesterday and a young man with a square face were waiting outside.

"Xiangu, excuse me," the old woman said very humbly and politely, "Xiangu, this is my son, his name is Jin Shouxin, you can just call me Jin."

"Well, did you bring your hair?"

Ye Nitang was still dressed as an old fairy girl with flowing white hair. As she spoke, she moved out tables and chairs from the house and took out an old mahogany compass.

"Bring it, bring it!" The old woman took out a red cloth bag from her arms. When she opened it, she found five small bunches of hair tied with red ropes.

She and her son sneaked back into the house occupied by her brother-in-law from the dog hole last night and quietly collected it.

She pointed to one of them and said, "This is my son..."

"Don't say it yet!"

Ye Nitang quickly interrupted her and looked at the people gathered around to watch the excitement.

"Everyone, what I am doing now is to calculate the relationship between the owners of these hairs. I can also detect whether they are male or female. Please help me be a witness."

Among the onlookers, there were several who were idle yesterday. They came early this morning just to know whether Jin's son was her dead man's son.

He couldn't help but urged excitedly and anxiously: "Xiangu, please do this quickly."

"Yeah, yeah, we can't wait."

Hearing the crowd's commotion, Old Jin was worried that Ye Nitang might be a liar, and said uneasily: "Xiangu, you must be sure, my son is indeed my husband's."

"Don't worry, I am a person with a pair of eyes that can see the past and the future. If you believe me, I will never let you down." Ye Nitang separated five locks of hair and placed them on the table, and then said to the woman , "You must clearly remember the owner of these hairs, let's start now."

She took one of the first locks of hair and placed it on top of the mahogany compass.

The compass in the middle of the compass suddenly started spinning out of control, and the hair suddenly disappeared.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, they held their breath, and they didn't dare to make a sound. More and more people were watching.

Half an hour later, Ye Nitang put in the second hair and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After waiting for a while, put in the third, fourth, fifth...

In fact, they were all sent into space, and the robot assistant was helping her check her DNA.

She was sitting outside with her eyes closed, mumbling something while everyone stared at the mahogany compass, expecting it to produce results soon.

Half an hour later, a red paper suddenly appeared on the mahogany compass.

It says that the owner of the first hair is the grandfather, the owner of the second hair is the grandson, the owner of the third hair is the uncle of the owner of the second hair, the owner of the fourth hair is the father of the owner of the second hair, and the owner of the fifth hair is the uncle of the owner of the second hair. The owner of the hair is a woman, the mother of the father and uncle.

"Xiangu, your calculation is so right. The ones I brought are those of my father-in-law, mother-in-law, husband, brother-in-law and my son. You are right in your calculation.

My son belongs to my husband, I didn’t lie, I didn’t steal. "

Lao Jin spoke incoherently, and finally started sobbing.

Her son Jin Shouxin also had tears in his eyes, "Xiangu, my uncle, in order to seize the family property left by my father, slandered me as not my father's biological son. Thank you for clearing my grievances."

The onlookers looked at the mother and son holding each other's arms and crying, and they believed Ye Nitang even more. One of them shouted, "Old Jin, go to the government office and ask Mr. Lu to redress your grievances and get your man's property back."

"Yes, let's go, we will go with you to get it, and we will testify for you."

"Xiangu, you should go too. You are a good person and will do your best to help this poor Jin woman."

Some warm-hearted people gathered around Ye Nitang and asked her to go to the capital government office to help the Jin family redress their grievances.