Chapter 16 a soldier

Xiaoling goes to school every day and has to pass through a military camp.With his schoolbag in his arms, he couldn't stop running and walking. When he passed the square in front of the camp, he delayed his steps to watch the soldiers doing their morning exercises.They stood in a row under the rising sun, the bright spear points and the dark yellow military uniforms reflected the sun, very vivid and neat.Xiao Ling watched silently from the side, very envious, and thought: "When I grow up, I will definitely serve as a soldier. I also wear a military uniform and carry a gun. What exactly does the organ look like." This thought swirled in his mind every day.

This day, he followed the usual rules and was gazing in front of the arena when he suddenly felt that someone was attached to his shoulder. When he looked back, he saw that it was the soldier guarding the gate, standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.Xiaoling flinched a little, but didn't dare to walk away, the soldier asked with a smile, "Primary school student, what's your name?" Xiaoling said, "My name is Xiaoling." The soldier asked again, "How old are you?" Xiaoling said, "Eight years old." The soldier suddenly leaned on the gun with both hands in a daze, and said to himself, "When I left home, wasn't our Sheng'er also eight years old?"

While he was contemplating, Xiao Ling moved away slowly, and flew away a few steps away.When he looked back, the soldier was still standing there, like a stone statue. After school in the evening, I passed by the camp again. The soldier was sitting in front of the camp. When he saw him coming, he smiled and waved to him.Xiaoling had no choice but to pass, and the soldiers asked Xiaoling to sit beside him.Seeing his dark face and deep eyes, Xiaoling showed an extremely gentle expression, and gradually she was no longer afraid, so she slowly reached for his gun. The soldier smiled and handed it to him.Xiaoling liked it very much, she lowered her head and just played with it, then raised her head after a while.The soldier was still thinking, just like in the morning.

Afterwards, they became very good friends, and the soldiers gave Xiaoling another name, "Sheng'er", and Xiaoling agreed.When he passed by in the morning and evening, he would play with his gun, and the soldiers would also be waiting in front of the camp.They met but didn't talk much, Xiaoling played with the gun by herself, and the soldiers just sat aside and watched him. After all, Xiao Ling was still a child, and after a while she got tired of playing with that clumsy gun, and stopped visiting his old friends when passing by the camp.Sometimes because the soldier just chased him, he felt bored and didn't even dare to watch the exercise. When he saw the soldier coming out from a distance, he hurried away.

Poor soldiers!From now on, he can no longer have this cute and cute child as his companion.But what right does he have to tell him to come again?Because this hypothetical Sheng'er is not his son after all. But he still waits there every morning and evening, hiding behind a tree, afraid that Xiaoling will be scared away.He watched Xiao Ling running and jumping from a distance, and then walked away with a smile, and then slowly turned around, holding a gun in both hands, looking at his back, Lin Feng shed a few sour tears—— — He has been doing this almost every day, without knowing it for several months.

This morning, Xiaoling was still going to school, and just opened the street door, suddenly something fell towards him outside the door.Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a small wooden gun with red lacquer on the handle. Holding the handle of the gun, Xiaoling read it back and forth several times, and finally understood it.Suddenly he raised his gun and ran towards the square as if chasing the wind. The troops had already left, and the barracks were empty—at that time, standing in front of the barracks with guns in both hands, it was not the dark and kindly soldier, but the sweet and lovely Xiao Ling who was standing in front of the barracks with tears in his eyes.

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