Chapter 517: Chapter 217: The Top-grade Classical Prose (Part 9)_3
Due to various objective reasons, He Tiantian was delayed in such a manner.
But it was this time, when the experts suddenly evacuated, that Tiantian wanted to help out at the factory and revealed her extraordinary talent.
Wait a minute, that’s not right either. If He Tiantian had an unforgettable memory, after coming to the He Family, why didn’t she always show it?
"But Tiantian, after you came back with Dad, why didn’t you tell Mom and Dad about your condition?"
"I don’t want to talk about it!"
He Tiantian seemed to recall something unpleasant, pursed her lips, and suddenly said, "On May 21, 1942, the Devils went to the village to kill and set fires, the village chief uncle died, and Uncle Zhuzi and Aunt Honghua were taken away!"
"On September 14, 1942, the Devils swept through the neighboring fortress, killing Aunt Cuihua and Xiao Bao’s grandpa..."
"On November 8, 1947, a fleeing group of seventeen members from the Guo Party passed through the village, killing the district head grandfather, and took away three hundred jin of grains and five hens. That was the village’s winter storage!"
"In January 1949..."
He Tiantian, turning into an emotionless broadcaster, relayed in great detail the tragedies she had once witnessed with her own eyes.
At first, Wu Zhuoya didn’t understand He Tiantian’s point.
But as she listened, she seemed to get it.
Then she heard He Tiantian say at the end, "... My memory is too good, I remember everything clearly, both good and bad!"
...So that’s how it was!
Everyone thought "unforgettable" was a rare talent, but who could have imagined that having too good of a memory could also be a form of torture for someone.
Because for people, sometimes forgetting is a form of self-healing, self-comfort.
Bad things, or painful experiences, once forgotten, could also bring liberation to the person.
Like the bloody and brutal scenes mentioned by He Tiantian, for a child of one or two years old, they would be especially terrifying.
If it were an ordinary child, they wouldn’t have such early memories to begin with, and even if they had seen them, they would forget as they grew up.
But He Tiantian was different; she had an unforgettable memory. Regardless of whether she could understand, as long as she saw something, she would remember it clearly and deeply.
Such negative memories filling the brain were tantamount to repeated torture for a child.
The child was so young, she didn’t know how to adjust herself, she could only try not to think, actively shutting her own brain down.
That’s why He Tiantian was reluctant to study; after returning to the He Family, she rarely talked about the past.
She didn’t even like to use her brain, acting like a silly child, just eating, drinking, frolicking.
The food she ate normally, perhaps could only maintain the energy expenditure needed to keep her brain locked away.
The withdrawal of the Soviet experts, seemingly a key, unlocked the door to He Tiantian’s sealed memory, restarting her powerful brain.
But the mental exertion was too vast, and her own body was too frail, which was why she suffered nosebleeds and fell into unconsciousness.
"Tiantian, my poor daughter!"
Wu Zhuoya felt increasingly sorry for the child; she was like an ignorant child guarding a treasure.
Those treasures could indeed bring her endless benefits, but they could also harm her.
At least, before she understood how to control it, a brain too powerful was a burden to her.
"Don’t worry, although I got sick this time, I also found a way to control my brain!"
He Tiantian, afraid of frightening Wu Zhuoya and making her real mother so sorrowful that she wouldn’t allow her to use her brain again.
Wouldn’t that render her "Human-shaped Computer" setting useless?
He Tiantian still wanted to continue contributing to the country’s construction.
"Oh? You figured out a way?" Wu Zhuoya was somewhat surprised.
If her brain could be used to develop the military factory and build the country without harming He Tiantian, as a loyal Red Party warrior, Wu Zhuoya was very willing.
"Yes, didn’t I tell you last time, get me a pair of gloves, and a pair of sunglasses!"
He Tiantian said while gesticulating, "When I wear gloves, I’ll be able to minimize contact with other objects, and only information about the gloves will emerge in my mind."
"With sunglasses, I won’t see too many colors and objects, so my eyes can rest as much as possible."
"Mom, you have no idea, when I see the names of medicines on the IV bottles, the component information appears in my head."
"When I see some data in sister’s textbooks, my brain automatically calculates. It’s really unbearable, the key is the more I think, the hungrier I get!"