In the 1970s, the eldest uncle came to the door with egg soup. As soon as three-year-old Taotao swallowed her saliva, her heart burst into laughter: [The weasel is paying New Year greetings to the chicken, and she still has the deed of my house hidden in her sleeve!
Taotao didn't know that she could read minds, let alone that the whole family could hear her thoughts. She can tell who is lying, who is hiding money, and who is trying to steal her father's job. On the surface I call her aunt, but in my heart I complain like crazy: [Laughing like a flower, the abacus beads are falling off my face!
The best relatives came to visit one after another, but the whole family blocked the door in advance and exposed them on the spot. They all lost money and were embarrassed. The taciturn rough dad even raised his daughter above his head: "Who dares to touch my Taotao, ask my fist first!"
Until one day, Taotao stared at the strange comrades her father had brought back and suddenly stopped smiling: [How does this uncle know the secret my mother hid before she disappeared?
