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Chapter 192 1 has always been an "idol"
Chapter 192 Always an "Idol"
In the ward.
The smile was only for a moment, she smiled and smiled, her eyes were red again, tears swirled in her eyes, blurred her eyes, and the face of her youngest son on the screen was a little unclear.
She hastily wiped away her tears again, tried her best to open her eyes wide, and squeezed out a smile on her face that had experienced many vicissitudes.
She didn't want to cry at this time, firstly because she would not be able to see her younger son's face clearly, and secondly because she was afraid of embarrassing her eldest son.
The eldest son is a hero, and the hero mother should be strong and brave, not weak and crying.
"Mom! You don't have to worry about me." Wang Jiahao's strong local accent came out again, "You keep saying that I am a child, and I have long been an adult. Look, I will find you a beautiful girl when I come home this year. Liang's daughter-in-law, Mom, can you say yes!"
"Okay~" Her voice trembled slightly, her face was smiling, but her eyes were crying, "Jia Hao has grown up, and my son has grown up."
Feeling the tears slipping down, she quickly wiped them with her hands, but the tears seemed to flow endlessly, and she wiped more and more. In the end, her vision was completely blurred by tears.
"I'm going to wash my face." She stood up suddenly and walked towards the bathroom at the door, the video also stopped abruptly.
After a few seconds.
Crying was smothered from the bathroom.
Ren Ming didn't try to go over to comfort her. In this case, it's better to let her vent her emotions.
It's easy to get hurt if you hold it in your heart.
At the same time, he also sighed in his heart that he deserved to be a mother and son.
When Wang Jiahao was recording this section, his face was also full of tears, which is why the video stopped abruptly.
He didn't want his mother to see him cry because she would be worried.
Ren Ming looked at Wang Jiaqiang, who was sitting aside, who had been silent since the sentence "You have met my brother". Because he was wearing sunglasses, he couldn't see his expression.
His mother left, and he didn't intend to speak actively, he still sat quietly on the bed.His face and neck had red, bumpy marks from the bomb.
Ren Ming broke the peace in the room and said, "Brother Jiaqiang, Jiahao also recorded a section for you, may I play it for you?"
Wang Jiaqiang nodded, "OK."
Video playback.
"Brother! When I was at home, I was embarrassed to say it. Now I want to say, no matter what you are, you have always been my idol!"
Wang Jiaqiang, who was wearing sunglasses, couldn't see it, but he could hear it. Hearing his younger brother Sunshine's voice, he laughed silently.
He always knew that he was the role model and idol of that silly brother.
I heard from my mother that when my silly brother was young, every time he talked about his brother who was a soldier with other children, his face was full of pride and pride.
In order to set a perfect example for his silly brother, and in order not to let his "little fans" down, he always said to himself whether he was at home or in the army: he must hold himself to the strictest standards.
He thought so and did it.
Ten years ago, he enlisted in the army.
Five years ago, he voluntarily signed up to be a minesweeper.
Two years ago, during demining, facing a grenade with a killing range of seven to nine meters, he said to his comrades: You stand back and let me come! ...
In his three-year demining career, he entered life and death minefields more than 1000 times, removed more than 2400 explosives, and dealt with more than 20 various dangerous situations.
Now, he has lost both eyes and hands.
Along with the loss of eyes and hands, there is also his pride and self-confidence.
Although he didn't say it once, he has always been proud of being an "idol" in his heart.The former "idol" is handsome, cheerful, helpful, and has the greatest enthusiasm for life and work.
But now, he has no hands and eyes, and even has to be fed. Does he still have the qualifications to be an "idol" again? ...
He couldn't accept himself like this, and even thought about leaving.
But he never once exposed this decadent mood in front of other people, not once.
Even if he knew for the first time that he had become a disabled person and would no longer be able to see the world with his eyes, he suppressed his emotions and persuaded those who were sad for him in a calm voice, "Don't be sad, I will be strong."
He actively cooperates with treatment, he learns new skills for later life, and he strives to live the way everyone wants to see him.
People were comforted.
But who will comfort him?
Maybe he doesn't need anyone to comfort him, after all, it's enough to make people who care about him happy, isn't it?
One side is self-improvement, and the other side is self-abandonment. He has been such a "two-faced person" for two years.
He was tired, and just when he was about to lose his hold and wanted to give up, the silly brother's words "No matter what you are, you will always be my idol", ushered in a spring rain in his already withered heart.
It turns out that I have always been an "idol"!
The first tear in two years flowed from under the sunglasses.
Silly brother.
Before, I was your "idol".
Now, you are my pride!
"Brother Jiaqiang, drink a glass of water."
"Thank you."
……
After a few minutes.
She came out of the bathroom.
When she reappeared, there were no more tears, and a kind and gentle smile appeared on her chubby face again.
When Bodhisattva saves sentient beings, he will show people different images according to the different forms and situations of sentient beings.If a person really had a previous life, she must be a Bodhisattva.
Ren Ming thought to himself.
At least he was healed by the smile in front of him.
"Auntie, can I interview you?" Ren Ming asked.
"can."
……
It was already around eight o'clock when Ren Ming came out of the Army Hospital.
This trip to the hospital cost him another 50 reputation, but he felt it was worth it.
Although the recovery potion can't regenerate Wang Jiaqiang's broken limbs, it can at least allow him to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible and return to normal life. He has to stay in the hospital all the time, and he has to hold back his illness.
Next, it's time to cut the video, which is easy. The previous experience as a reporter has already trained him.
But before cutting the video, he still has one thing to do - eat!
When he was in the hospital just now, the sound of drumming in his stomach could be heard throughout the room, and he blushed so embarrassingly.
The feeling of death made him want to find a crack in the ground and sneak in. Fortunately, there were only two people in the room except him, and no one laughed at him. Instead, he handed him fruit to cushion his stomach.
If he hadn't stopped him, Wang Ma would have gone out to buy him food.
When he comes to the mountain city, the must-eat is of course hot pot, but he doesn't have the leisure and elegance. He casually enters a noodle shop and orders a bowl of noodles. After filling his stomach, he enters an Internet cafe and turns on a machine in the private room.
Of course it wasn't for playing games, but because the hotel where he stayed didn't have a computer, so he could only come here.
……
(End of this chapter)
In the ward.
The smile was only for a moment, she smiled and smiled, her eyes were red again, tears swirled in her eyes, blurred her eyes, and the face of her youngest son on the screen was a little unclear.
She hastily wiped away her tears again, tried her best to open her eyes wide, and squeezed out a smile on her face that had experienced many vicissitudes.
She didn't want to cry at this time, firstly because she would not be able to see her younger son's face clearly, and secondly because she was afraid of embarrassing her eldest son.
The eldest son is a hero, and the hero mother should be strong and brave, not weak and crying.
"Mom! You don't have to worry about me." Wang Jiahao's strong local accent came out again, "You keep saying that I am a child, and I have long been an adult. Look, I will find you a beautiful girl when I come home this year. Liang's daughter-in-law, Mom, can you say yes!"
"Okay~" Her voice trembled slightly, her face was smiling, but her eyes were crying, "Jia Hao has grown up, and my son has grown up."
Feeling the tears slipping down, she quickly wiped them with her hands, but the tears seemed to flow endlessly, and she wiped more and more. In the end, her vision was completely blurred by tears.
"I'm going to wash my face." She stood up suddenly and walked towards the bathroom at the door, the video also stopped abruptly.
After a few seconds.
Crying was smothered from the bathroom.
Ren Ming didn't try to go over to comfort her. In this case, it's better to let her vent her emotions.
It's easy to get hurt if you hold it in your heart.
At the same time, he also sighed in his heart that he deserved to be a mother and son.
When Wang Jiahao was recording this section, his face was also full of tears, which is why the video stopped abruptly.
He didn't want his mother to see him cry because she would be worried.
Ren Ming looked at Wang Jiaqiang, who was sitting aside, who had been silent since the sentence "You have met my brother". Because he was wearing sunglasses, he couldn't see his expression.
His mother left, and he didn't intend to speak actively, he still sat quietly on the bed.His face and neck had red, bumpy marks from the bomb.
Ren Ming broke the peace in the room and said, "Brother Jiaqiang, Jiahao also recorded a section for you, may I play it for you?"
Wang Jiaqiang nodded, "OK."
Video playback.
"Brother! When I was at home, I was embarrassed to say it. Now I want to say, no matter what you are, you have always been my idol!"
Wang Jiaqiang, who was wearing sunglasses, couldn't see it, but he could hear it. Hearing his younger brother Sunshine's voice, he laughed silently.
He always knew that he was the role model and idol of that silly brother.
I heard from my mother that when my silly brother was young, every time he talked about his brother who was a soldier with other children, his face was full of pride and pride.
In order to set a perfect example for his silly brother, and in order not to let his "little fans" down, he always said to himself whether he was at home or in the army: he must hold himself to the strictest standards.
He thought so and did it.
Ten years ago, he enlisted in the army.
Five years ago, he voluntarily signed up to be a minesweeper.
Two years ago, during demining, facing a grenade with a killing range of seven to nine meters, he said to his comrades: You stand back and let me come! ...
In his three-year demining career, he entered life and death minefields more than 1000 times, removed more than 2400 explosives, and dealt with more than 20 various dangerous situations.
Now, he has lost both eyes and hands.
Along with the loss of eyes and hands, there is also his pride and self-confidence.
Although he didn't say it once, he has always been proud of being an "idol" in his heart.The former "idol" is handsome, cheerful, helpful, and has the greatest enthusiasm for life and work.
But now, he has no hands and eyes, and even has to be fed. Does he still have the qualifications to be an "idol" again? ...
He couldn't accept himself like this, and even thought about leaving.
But he never once exposed this decadent mood in front of other people, not once.
Even if he knew for the first time that he had become a disabled person and would no longer be able to see the world with his eyes, he suppressed his emotions and persuaded those who were sad for him in a calm voice, "Don't be sad, I will be strong."
He actively cooperates with treatment, he learns new skills for later life, and he strives to live the way everyone wants to see him.
People were comforted.
But who will comfort him?
Maybe he doesn't need anyone to comfort him, after all, it's enough to make people who care about him happy, isn't it?
One side is self-improvement, and the other side is self-abandonment. He has been such a "two-faced person" for two years.
He was tired, and just when he was about to lose his hold and wanted to give up, the silly brother's words "No matter what you are, you will always be my idol", ushered in a spring rain in his already withered heart.
It turns out that I have always been an "idol"!
The first tear in two years flowed from under the sunglasses.
Silly brother.
Before, I was your "idol".
Now, you are my pride!
"Brother Jiaqiang, drink a glass of water."
"Thank you."
……
After a few minutes.
She came out of the bathroom.
When she reappeared, there were no more tears, and a kind and gentle smile appeared on her chubby face again.
When Bodhisattva saves sentient beings, he will show people different images according to the different forms and situations of sentient beings.If a person really had a previous life, she must be a Bodhisattva.
Ren Ming thought to himself.
At least he was healed by the smile in front of him.
"Auntie, can I interview you?" Ren Ming asked.
"can."
……
It was already around eight o'clock when Ren Ming came out of the Army Hospital.
This trip to the hospital cost him another 50 reputation, but he felt it was worth it.
Although the recovery potion can't regenerate Wang Jiaqiang's broken limbs, it can at least allow him to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible and return to normal life. He has to stay in the hospital all the time, and he has to hold back his illness.
Next, it's time to cut the video, which is easy. The previous experience as a reporter has already trained him.
But before cutting the video, he still has one thing to do - eat!
When he was in the hospital just now, the sound of drumming in his stomach could be heard throughout the room, and he blushed so embarrassingly.
The feeling of death made him want to find a crack in the ground and sneak in. Fortunately, there were only two people in the room except him, and no one laughed at him. Instead, he handed him fruit to cushion his stomach.
If he hadn't stopped him, Wang Ma would have gone out to buy him food.
When he comes to the mountain city, the must-eat is of course hot pot, but he doesn't have the leisure and elegance. He casually enters a noodle shop and orders a bowl of noodles. After filling his stomach, he enters an Internet cafe and turns on a machine in the private room.
Of course it wasn't for playing games, but because the hotel where he stayed didn't have a computer, so he could only come here.
……
(End of this chapter)
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