In the classroom,
All the children and parents who brought their children here immediately turned their eyes to him. When they saw that familiar and ferocious look,
Everyone's expression changed subconsciously.
But,
When they saw the old-fashioned police uniform on the man and the shining medal on his chest,
They were stunned.
They stared at the man blankly.
He was pulled by his son to sit next to him.
He looked at his classmates proudly and said loudly for the first time: "This is my dad!"
The other children immediately cast envious glances at him, and some of his good friends came over.
She looked at the man's chest with some curiosity and some fear.
She looked at the man coquettishly and said, "Uncle, can I touch your medal?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly: "Of course!"
Get a positive answer,
The child who spoke was full of excitement, and he stretched out his little hand excitedly.
Then she gently stroked the medal on the man's chest,
When his hand touched the medal,
He and the man's body trembled almost at the same time.
The little boy stroked the man's medal over and over again. After a long while, he suddenly looked up at the man and said, "Uncle, are you a hero?"
The man was stunned for a moment.
Before he could speak, the little boy spoke again: "Uncle, when I grow up I want to be a hero like you... I want to wear so many medals like you..."
The man was stunned again. He looked at the little boy and his body trembled uncontrollably.
My eyes became moist again.
"Kid, do you know? Being a hero comes at a price!"
"I'm not afraid!"
The child looked at the man firmly.
"Aren't you afraid that one day you will become as ugly as me in order to become a hero?"
"I'm not afraid!"
The child shook his head firmly again.
"If one day I become like my uncle, I won't be afraid. I will just be proud, because my father said that scars are the most beautiful medals for men!"
"Uncle, I want to say sorry to you. I used to think you were a bad person, so I hated you and distanced myself from Xiaoyuan..."
The little boy continued speaking, his innocent face full of seriousness.
The man looked at the little boy and his nose felt sore.
He subconsciously reached out his hand to touch the little boy's hair.
But just as he stretched out his hand, he saw that only three fingers were left on his palm, which was covered with calluses, and his hand froze in the air.
But,
The little boy took the initiative to move his head upwards.
His body trembled even more violently, and his palm with only three fingers gently stroked the boy's head.
"Uncle, I want to touch your medal, too. Can I?"
A little girl with a bun on her head stretched out her cute little head and spoke crisply, her big eyes full of watery anticipation.
"sure!"
The man nodded happily.
The little girl immediately cheered and reached out to carefully touch the man's medal.
"Uncle, uncle, I want to touch your medal too!"
"Uncle, there's me too, there's me too, I want one too!"
"Uncle, please, can you let me touch your medal?"
"Uncle, I'll share my spicy noodles with you, and you'll let me touch your medal!!"
“.........”
The man was instantly surrounded by a bunch of flower buds of the motherland, and innocent little faces were desperately trying to get in front of the man.
Everyone stretched out their hands.
Longing to touch the medal on the man's chest.
Some parents were standing outside, looking at the man with complicated expressions.
Especially several male parents,
Some are also ready to make a move.
They also want to shout: Uncle, uncle, we also want to touch your medal~~
But,
They couldn't shout.
"What are you doing! This is my dad! I have to touch my dad's medal first!"
At this moment,
His son was anxious. He stood in front of the man, stretched out his hands, and protected the man behind his back like a mother protecting her chicks.
His face was filled with anxiety.
And a strong sense of pride.
"Xiaoyuan, please, let me touch uncle's medal, okay?"
"Yeah, Xiaoyuan, we won't distance ourselves from you anymore. Let's just be good friends from now on, okay?"
"Xiaoyuan, I won't say bad things about you anymore."
"Madoka, let's play together from now on!"
"Madoka........."
The little children looked at Xiaoyuan one after another, their little faces full of pleading.
Xiaoyuan hesitated for a moment, and glanced at all the classmates who were staring at her eagerly.
He gritted his teeth and nodded heavily: "Okay, but you can't squeeze, you have to line up, and each person can only touch it once, just once!"
"Yeah~~Madoka is the best!"
"Madoka, we promise to just touch each other for a bit!"
"Xiaoyuan, you are so handsome, I want to be your girlfriend!"
"Xiaoyuan, I like you so much~"
“.........”
Immediately, a group of little ghosts cheered and jumped. When Xiaoyuan heard these words, his face turned red.
All the children lined up in an instant.
The man sat on the stool and watched the scene with a wry smile.
His son stood before him like a bodyguard.
The first little girl reached out her hand and touched the medal on the man's chest, her eyes full of light.
"Okay, okay, just one more time, next one next one!"
The little girl had only been stroking for two seconds when Xiaoyuan pulled her hand away with an unhappy look on her face.
The man looked at his son with a wry smile.
I'm a little worried about his future, this straight man...
The children lined up one by one, reaching out their hands to gently touch the medal on his chest.
Every time a child touched the medal on his chest, a light would light up in the depths of his eyes, like a spark, swaying and slowly taking root and sprouting.
After the last child was touched,
Only a little fat boy was left standing by. He looked at Xiaoyuan fearfully, then looked at the man, and then quickly lowered his head.
The eyes are red.
He is a bully in the class and likes to bully Xiaoyuan the most.
Xiaoyuan is often laughed at by her father.
Xiaoyuan glanced at him.
She said angrily, "Okay, okay, if you want to touch it, come over and touch it. Don't hesitate like a little girl!"
When the little fat boy heard Xiaoyuan's words, he raised his head in disbelief, and his pair of small eyes opened with difficulty from between his fat and looked at Xiaoyuan.
"That's right, I'm talking about you. Touch it or not, forget it!"
"Touch, I'll touch!"
The little fat boy ran over in surprise, and reached out his trembling hand to touch the medal in front of the man.
Bang!
After every second, Xiao Yuan opened his hand expressionlessly.
"Okay, time's up!"
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