Mind reading saves the whole family; I'm firmly in the role of a charlatan.

Chapter 428 The abacus slapped me in the face.

While Du Hexuan was amazed by his younger sister's smooth-talking and persuasive skills, the viewers in their split-screen live stream were also laughing hysterically.

It turns out that women of all ages love to hear sweet words and compliments on their youth, and older women are no exception.

[Haha, I really didn't expect it to be this funny before I clicked in. Help! This girl's approach to chatting was so smooth and natural, while my brother was standing next to her holding the baby, looking like a completely bewildered goose.]

[Ouch~ Brother, don't look, it's a bad review!]

Most of the viewers in Du Hexuan's live stream are his fans, because Du Hexuan has never hidden his doting and favoritism towards his younger sister. Although he has never deliberately hyped this up, his long-time fans know that he is a sister-obsessed person, and many even jokingly wish they could be his sister.

Therefore, these fans easily accepted Du Anrao, the idol's younger sister, and even developed a natural sisterly filter towards her out of affection.

After striking up a conversation, Du Anrao didn't forget the important matter: "You looked flustered and anxious just now, did something happen?"

This reminder reminded the woman of her purpose in coming: "My surname is Yang, you can just call me Aunt Yang. I'm in such a hurry because I lost the key to my main room and can't open the door. Normally, I wouldn't be too worried about this, but when I came out this morning, there was a pot of old hen soup simmering on the stove. If I can't find the key to go in and turn off the heat, the soup will probably boil dry."

"This is a big deal. Can Aunt Yang write?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"How about this, you write down a word, and I'll help you figure out where the key is."

"This..." Aunt Yang then noticed the compass in the little girl's hand. "Are you a fortune teller?"

"I wouldn't call myself a master, just someone with some family background in the arts. It's fate that we met here, Auntie. Don't worry, whether my predictions are accurate or not, I won't ask you for money." Of course, if you feel bad about it, you can treat us to a meal or something as a token of your gratitude.

Aunt Yang frowned slightly, feeling inexplicably that these words sounded very familiar, just like the scammers in TV dramas who run pyramid schemes and cheat people!
Aunt Yang's heart jumped. Just as she was about to refuse, she suddenly noticed the crew members with cameras following Du Anrao and his companion. A thought flashed through her mind, and she exclaimed, "I remember now! You're the TV crew who's coming to our village to film a program today, right? So am I on TV now?"

After saying that, Aunt Yang seemed to remember something and hurriedly tidied her clothes and hair, afraid that she would be filmed looking bad on TV.

Not only Du Anrao, who was opposite her, but even the viewers and fans watching in the live stream were amused by the aunt's subconscious reaction.

Sure enough, with these older women of mothers' generation, the mere mention of appearing on television forces them to stop whatever they're doing and tidy themselves up.

"That's right, that's right, it's us. You see, the camera is recording here, Aunt Yang, you don't need to worry at all about us lying to you or ripping you off."

Aunt Yang was embarrassed for a moment after Du Anrao exposed her true feelings, but she quickly regained her smile and said, "Auntie misunderstood you."

"We were complete strangers, so it's understandable that you had reservations when I suddenly made this suggestion. But now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, would you be willing to let me help you? Your inspirational quote..."

"Yes, yes, my chicken soup, my chicken soup... Little girl, please help me figure out where my house key is. If you can really help me figure it out, I will definitely thank you properly."

"Auntie, you're too kind. I'm just being kind and helpful, absolutely not trying to get your chicken soup—oh no, I mean thank you, absolutely not trying to get your thanks. Ahem, how about this, you write down a character first, and I'll calculate the exact location of the key for you right now, so you can get it back and get home as soon as possible." Du Hexuan: "..." Girl, you accidentally blurted out your true feelings!

Not only Du Hexuan, but also the viewers in the live broadcast room noticed Du Anrao's momentary slip of the tongue, and almost died laughing.

【Here she comes, with her abacus. The abacus beads are practically jumping in my face! Is she really going to force a favor and then freeload a meal? Brother, you didn't tell me your sister was such a social butterfly before she came!】

[That's good, at least I don't have to worry about my brother going hungry because of my sister (bitter smile .jpg)]

Fortunately, Aunt Yang didn't notice what Du Anrao had said before. When she heard that Du Anrao wanted to help her find the key, she decided to try anything, so she wrote a word on Du Anrao's palm as Du Anrao instructed.

"armor?"

"Yes, the 'kai' in armor. My son's name contains this character."

"I see." Du Anrao stared at the words for a while, then smiled faintly. "Aunt Yang, where do you live? Let's talk as we walk. The key isn't here; it's still at your house."

"It's still in my house? How is that possible? I locked the door with my key when I left this morning, so it must have been taken out."

"Does your house have a yard or a wall? Any land outside your house that belongs to your family is considered your home."

Aunt Yang was stunned: "My house does have a yard, and the locked gate is inside. There's nothing valuable in the yard, so the outer gate isn't locked at all. You mean, I left my key in the yard? I'd better hurry back and look for it."

"We'll go with you."

"Alright, alright, let's all come together."

It's clear that Aunt Yang is genuinely worried that the chicken soup at home has boiled dry.

Upon learning that the key was in their own yard, Du Anrao and the others jogged back to their yard. Ignoring the people following behind them, they quickly began searching the yard.

Aunt Yang's yard is quite large, surrounded by a brick wall. The area to the right of the entrance is paved with red bricks, and brooms, dustpans, and other daily necessities are placed against the wall. It is very clean. To the right, there is a small private vegetable garden where various seasonal vegetables are grown for their own consumption.

Seeing that Aunt Yang had searched for a long time in the corner of the cement ground without finding anything, Du Anrao's face once again showed worry.

He glanced down at his palm, then turned to look at the location of the vegetable garden. He estimated the distance from the garden to the main gate, walked to the edge of the garden, and tentatively touched the slightly damp soil at the edge with the tip of his shoe.

A moment later, with a clang, a dark gold key was flicked onto the cement ground beside them, making a crisp sound.

Aunt Yang: "???"

The viewers in the live stream were like: "???"