Chapter 333: A ...... Worth More Than Treasure

(13) A ...... worth more than treasure

It is said that more valuable than those treasures is my family's genealogy, and the person who wrote the genealogy was hereditary like Dabo, but after my grandfather died, the family disappeared.

When I graduated from junior high school and was about to go to the provincial capital to study in high school, someone told me that 100,000 yuan could be exchanged for a home score. Maybe they thought I would go back and report to my father, but I didn't, and my father was still in a village called Taoba, confidently throwing all his salary into the school building.

Maybe my father's feelings about genealogy are completely different from mine, but I think that the family tree written by someone before my father was three years old should be written in ancient Mongolian. My father used to compare the Mongolian language he learned before he was 10 years old with the Mongolian language he uses now, and he thought that there was no point in learning Mongolian anymore, so none of us sisters learned it, and we couldn't speak or write. That family tree means nothing to us. The main thing is that with my parents' salaries at the time, my stupid little brain couldn't figure out how to save 100,000 yuan.

Later, I accidentally mentioned it to my second brother, and he seemed indignant, saying that he should also accept it first, so that people can leave some clues about contact, how to how. I gave him a blank look: If you have the ability, you can also get a high score, and let others go to you to talk to you!

I heard that some people were really surprised by my results and asked for a score. Especially in chemistry, because the questions in the province require me to write down the real steps, and the schools in small places do not have the conditions to do the real yàn, how can I get so high in the exam? How did they know that I would write out all the textbooks at that time.

Maybe the genealogists think I can find the legendary treasures, and to be honest, I've always scoffed at the use of stones, metals, or works of art as treasures. For thousands of years, those things have been shackles that bind women's psychology, and they have also caused great danger to women physically. Those priceless jewels, whose value is given by men when they are snatched again and again, only to die when worn on the body because of the radioactive material that causes a woman to develop a tumor prematurely.

Some people would be very scared when I say this, but it also shows my attitude that even if I really have the ability to break the spell and bring back the treasure passed down from my ancestors, then I will not act, and even if I am beaten to death, I will not give in.

Later, in the name of tourism and investment, there were a number of people who went to hunt for treasures, and from time to time there were rumors that the construction of the airport was about to start. However, I don't care.

As early as the end of my childhood, I chose to put love and truth on the shelf together, neither giving up the truth for love, nor sacrificing love for the truth, and I turned myself into a fool who did not know love and was not worthy to talk about the truth, and wandered silently in the world.