Chapter 516: Chapter 217: The Top-grade Classical Prose (Part 9)_2
"Tiantian, do you understand this?"
He Tiantian shook her head, speaking righteously, "I don’t understand. I just saw Puslov mysteriously hiding all this information, and I thought, this must be very important."
"I just glanced at it, but at the time, experts were seriously teaching our factory engineers, so I didn’t think about taking it out."
"It was that day, when we came back from the hospital, we heard from the neighbors that the experts had left and the project was half done. Without the documentation, the remaining work just couldn’t get started!"
"So, I thought about writing down everything I remembered in my head!"
Wu Zhuoya grew even more puzzled; she thought for a while and organized her thoughts.
Then, she tentatively asked, "Tiantian, are you saying you don’t really understand the content of those documents, you... you just copied it blindly?"
"It’s not copying blindly; I re-recorded the data that Puslov and his teacher treasured!"
He Tiantian corrected her; she wasn’t copying, she was directly transferring.
"Re-recorded? You... you mean you remember everything you see? Tiantian, can you really achieve an unforgettable memory?"
Wu Zhuoya excitedly asked.
"I don’t understand what ’unforgettable’ means, but whatever I’ve seen, I can remember it well!"
He Tiantian finished eating a piece of beef jerky and felt a bit thirsty, she looked around for some water.
Seeing this, Wu Zhuoya quickly made a bowl of brown sugar water for her daughter.
He Tiantian... if it were in a later era, He Tiantian would never dare to do this.
Drinking sugar water, this is a recipe for obesity.
However, given the scarcity of resources in this era and Tiantian having played her Golden Finger card, she really needed to consume a lot of high-calorie, high-protein, and nutritious food.
Otherwise, her body would suffer from malnutrition, baldness, nosebleeds, lack of qi and blood, skin and bones, menstrual problems... none of these would be an issue.
If she let herself eat freely, no matter how much she ate, even if it was lard meal after meal, it would only sustain her mental exhaustion and couldn’t possibly turn into fat stored in her body.
Eating like crazy without getting fat!
Hey, that’s kind of a Golden Finger too.
For the frequently nosebleeding, fainting He Tiantian, it’s somewhat a consolation.
"Tiantian, then why did you only attend elementary school for a few years?"
After hesitating for a moment, Wu Zhuoya still asked such a question.
Having a skill like an unforgettable memory, her Tiantian is a genius.
With such a powerful brain, schooling must be very simple.
When Wu Zhuoya asked this, it wasn’t that she doubted that He Tiantian’s foster parents had mistreated her.
When they found He Tiantian, He Yaohua and Wu Zhuoya thoroughly investigated the foster family.
They discovered that the family was quite honest and indeed treated He Tiantian as their own daughter.
Yet, in the rural environment that favored boys over girls, and with the family’s circumstances not being great,
was it that He Tiantian, being so intelligent, was unable to continue schooling due to objective conditions?
He Tiantian frankly said, "I didn’t want to study myself."
She wasn’t lying, the original owner wasn’t a child who loved studying.
And indeed, her foster family had financial struggles. While her grandfather was alive, he could still secretly subsidize them and insisted on sending He Tiantian to school.
By the time of liberation, He Tiantian was just eight years old, had attended private tutoring for two years, and then another two years at the newly established elementary school.
When her grandfather suddenly passed away, without his financial help and with her own lack of enthusiasm, her foster parents simply let her drop out of school.
Of course, He Tiantian couldn’t tell the truth; she found a perfect excuse for the original owner’s mediocrity: "Every time I look at a book, my mind starts thinking about a lot of things. It gives me headaches, nosebleeds, and even causes hair loss!"
"At home, we could never eat enough, so I just didn’t want to study anymore!"
He Tiantian said casually, showing no regret about not being able to continue her education.
It seemed as if she was just stating a fact.
Wu Zhuoya listened with a heavy heart; the child was too smart, but without sufficient nutrition, it would cause physical discomfort.
As a child, without understanding this, she must have thought learning equaled physical pain, and under the instinct to seek pleasure and avoid pain, she naturally didn’t want to study anymore.
Her Tiantian is a talent who has been delayed.
"Tiantian, it’s all mom and dad’s fault, if only we had found you earlier!"
Wu Zhuoya, coming from a family of highly educated intellectuals, naturally understood the importance of education for a child.
It can’t be said that He Tiantian’s foster parents were bad, they themselves didn’t understand, and they never realized He Tiantian’s talent and problems.