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Chapter 217 The Best of Chronicle (9)(2/2)

"Tiantian, it's all my parents' fault. I wish I had found you earlier!"

Wu Zhuoya was born in a family of intellectuals, so she naturally knows the importance of education and training for a child.

It cannot be said that He Tiantian's adoptive parents are not good. They themselves did not understand and did not discover He Tiantian's talents and problems at all.

Coupled with various objective reasons, He Tiantian was delayed like this.

It was this time that the experts suddenly evacuated, and Tiantian wanted to help the factory, and then she showed off her incredible talent.

Wait, that’s not right. If He Tiantian had a photographic memory, why didn’t she show it all the time after she came to the He family?

"But, Tiantian, why didn't you tell your parents about your situation after you came back with your father?"

"Prefer not to say!"

He Tiantian seemed to have thought of something unpleasant, pursed her lips, and suddenly said: "On May 21, 1942, ghosts went to the village to kill people and set fires. The village chief's uncle died, and Uncle Zhuzhu and Mrs. Honghua were arrested.

gone!"

"On September 14, 1942, some ghosts went to the neighboring castle to raid and killed Aunt Cuihua and Grandpa Xiaobao..."

"On November 8, 1947, a 17-man Fruit Party troops passed by the village and killed the district chief's grandfather. They also took away 300 kilograms of grain and five hens, which were the village's winter grain reserves!

"

"January 1949..."

He Tiantian transformed into an emotionless announcer and recounted in great detail the tragedy she had witnessed.

At first, Wu Zhuoya didn't understand what He Tiantian meant.

But as she listened, she seemed to understand.

Just listen to what He Tiantian said at the end: "...I have a very good memory. I remember everything clearly, good and bad!"

"……"it is as expected!

Everyone thinks that "photographic memory" is a rare gift, but who would have thought that having a good memory can also be a kind of torture for a person.

Because for people, sometimes forgetting is a kind of self-healing and self-comfort.

If you forget bad things or painful experiences, you will be relieved.

Just like those bloody and brutal scenes mentioned by He Tiantian, for a child of one or two years old, they are very scary.

If it were an ordinary child, she would not have such an early memory. Even if she saw it, she would forget it when she grows up.

But He Tiantian is different. She has a photographic memory. Regardless of whether she can understand it or not, as long as it is a scene she sees, she will remember it clearly and profoundly.

Such bad memories fill the brain, and for a child, it is nothing less than torture over and over again.

The child is so young and she doesn't know how to adjust herself. She can only try not to think about it and actively close her brain.

That's why He Tiantian was unwilling to study. After she returned to the He family, she rarely talked about the past.

She didn't even want to use her brain, she just ate, drank, and played like a silly child.

And the food she usually eats is probably only enough to sustain her physical exertion of blocking her brain.

The withdrawal of Soviet experts seemed to be a key, opening the door of He Tiantian's closed memory, allowing her to restart her super-powerful brain.

However, the mental exertion was too great, and her body was too weak, so she had nosebleeds and fell into a coma.

"Tiantian, my poor daughter!"

The more Wu Zhuoya thought about it, the more she felt pitiful for the child. She was like an ignorant child guarding a treasure.

Although those treasures would bring her endless benefits, they would also hurt her.

At least, before she knew how to control it, an overly powerful brain would be a burden to her.

"Fortunately, although I am sick this time, I have also found a way to control my brain!"

He Tiantian was afraid of scaring Wu Zhuoya and making her own mother feel distressed, so she was not allowed to use her brain again.

Then wouldn’t the settings of her “humanoid computer” be in vain!

He Tiantian still wants to continue to contribute to the construction of the motherland.

"Oh? Have you thought of a way?" Wu Zhuoya was a little surprised.

As a loyal Red Party soldier, Wu Zhuoya would be very happy if her brain could be used to develop military factories and build the country without hurting He Tiantian.

"Yes, didn't I tell you last time, get me some gloves and a pair of sunglasses!"

He Tiantian said and gestured, "When I put on gloves, I can minimize my contact with other objects. Only information about gloves comes to my mind."

"With sunglasses, I won't see too many colors and objects, so my eyes can rest as much as possible."

"Mom, you don't even know that when I see the name of the drug on the bottle, I will have its ingredient list in my mind."
Chapter completed!
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