The True Colors of a Hero
枭雄本色
Author: 蝼蚁望天
Latest: Chapter 840
Status: Completed
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Genres: Action
Tags: entertainment
In the endless fields, a piece of land full of green onions...
"Grandpa, what's that in your hand?"
A little boy about seven or eight years old was lying on a white-haired old man and asked curiously.
The old man was wearing an old grey military uniform. Although his hair was completely white, his eyes were like blades. If you looked closely, you would find that there was a murderous aura in his eyes that could never be erased.
When the old man heard the boy's words, he smiled kindly and said mysteriously: "The thing in Grandpa's hand is a medal."
"Ah! Medal?"
The little boy, about seven or eight years old, stared at the old man's clenched hands with curiosity, and was obviously very curious about what the medal was.
At this moment, a little boy of about five or six suddenly stood up from behind the old man and asked anxiously: "Grandpa, Grandpa, what is a medal? Can it be eaten?"
"Haha...! My eldest and second grandson, you can't eat medals."
When the old man heard the words of the five or six-year-old boy, he burst into laughter and stroked the boy's head with one hand.
"You can't eat it! It's not as good as the green onion pancakes that grandpa makes."
The younger boy, with his mouth puffed up, looked at the green onions in the field with his bright eyes, obviously wanting to eat the green onion roll again.
"Haha, although the medal cannot be eaten, it has a special meaning. It is a belief and a heritage, which cannot be compared with anything else."
The old man placed his clenched palms on his thighs, and the two boys immediately looked over with curiosity.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, let me see what the medal looks like."
The older boy shouted anxiously, and the younger boy looked at the old man's clenched hands curiously.
The old man smiled kindly, and then opened his clenched hands...
一望无际的田野中，一块种满大葱的土地里...
"爷爷，你手里是什么东西？"
一个大约七八岁的小男孩趴在一名白发老人的身上，好奇的问道。
老人穿着一身老旧的灰色军装，虽然已经满头白发，但双眼却宛若刀锋，如若仔细观看，那么便会发现，老人的眸中夹杂着一抹永远都无法抹除的杀气。
老人听到男孩的话语，顿时慈祥的笑了笑，神秘的说道："爷爷手中的东西是勋章。"
"啊！勋章？"
七八岁的小男孩一脸好奇的样子，紧盯着老人握紧的手掌，显然是很好奇勋章究竟是个什么样的东西。
就在这时，一名五六岁的小男孩突然从老人身后站了起来，焦急的问道："爷爷，爷爷，勋章是什么东西？可以吃嘛？"
"哈哈...！我的大孙子、二孙子哟，勋章是不可以吃的。"
老人听到五六岁小男孩的话语，顿时大笑起来，单手抚摸着男孩的脑袋。
"不能吃啊！那还不如爷爷做的大葱卷饼有用呢。"
年纪较小的男孩，崛起小嘴，明亮的双眼望着地里的大葱，显然又想吃那大葱卷饼了。
"哈哈，勋章虽然不能吃，但却有着特别的意义，它是一种信念，也是一种传承，是所有东西都不可以堪比的。"
老人将握紧的手掌，放在大腿上，两个男孩顿时好奇的望了过去。
"爷爷，爷爷，快让我看看勋章到底什么样子。"
年纪较大的男孩焦急的喊道，年纪较小的男孩也是好奇的望着老人握紧的手掌。
老人慈祥的一笑，随后便张开了那握紧的手掌...