The Whole Family Can Hear the Baby's Thoughts, Even the Wicked Mother-in-Law Kneels

At the full-month banquet, my mother-in-law pitched forward, face-first into the braised pork knuckle.

A scrap of skin clung to her nose, her pearl necklace scattered across the floor, and half her face was smeared with rich, greasy sauce. Everyone rushed to help her up, hand her a towel, and call the servers.

Only I knew how suspicious that fall had been.

Because my baby girl, just thirty days old, was still sleeping soundly in her infant carrier.

But her soft, babyish voice rang crystal-clear inside my head:

"That old witch is so, so mean. She's calling Mommy useless in her heart, and saying Tangtang is a burden, that it would be better if Tangtang died soon. Let her take a spectacular fall!"

Thump.

My mother-in-law fell right on cue.

From that day on, our family discovered three secrets...