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The moment of mediocrity alive

The moment of mediocrity alive

Wuzhen is a good place, but the ticket is not cheap, and the Xizha scenic spot is 120 yuan.

There is a counter dedicated to free admission for those who hold several prescribed documents, and the press card is one of them.

The staff was checking my press card when another "reporter" came over and handed it over. Unfortunately, his false testimony and my true testimony were put together and compared, in a different format, even in different colors.

Men with false certificates were naturally rejected.

Without a trace of embarrassment on his face, he naturally took the documents and left, and the staff was not surprised, a situation he must have taken for granted.

In fact, there is a potential consensus between the two sides: if you can save, you can save, and life is what it is.

The moment of mediocrity alive

From Lijiang, Yunnan to Lugu Lake, the ticket is 100 yuan. We headed in a van, and when we were about to reach the ticket office, the driver pulled out an officer's card, turned around and compared the passengers one by one, and finally stopped looking at a man.

"Handsome man, you look like the person in this photo, you take it, we alone save 50 yuan, help the master earn a cup of wine money for the evening."

I was horrified and secretly glad that I didn't look like that.

The "handsome man" happily agreed, and the driver instructed him to remember the name, age, place of residence and troop number on the document.

"Remember?" "Remembered!"

The moment of mediocrity alive

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The security guard at the door compared it very carefully, and sure enough, he asked about the content of the pre-rehearsal.

No problems, the answer is like a stream.

I told myself that there was nothing wrong with this, that someone had set up a floodgate, blocked the road, and there were smart people who "climbed over the wall" and passed by, which was normal, it was just a mediocre life.

The moment of mediocrity alive

The car suddenly broke down on the highway, and I immediately pulled over to check myself. Soon a trailer came and pulled my car to the auto repair plant at the next exit.

There was no one there, and the trailer driver honked his horn a few times before coming out of a small house a man with an open shirt and a yawn.

He inspected the car and said it was a broken pipeline.

Then he pulled out his phone and called the parts supplier, who said he wouldn't be delivering until tomorrow (I don't know if he actually dialed or not).

I looked like ashes, and after a while he said, "If I don't give you a repair, you don't have to change it when you fix it, but it costs 600 yuan, and you won't repair it for a penny less." ”

I immediately agreed, I wanted to ask how to repair the pipeline if it was broken, after all, it could not be welded with electricity, nor could it be glued with tape, but he did not want to answer me.

He found a wrench and a screwdriver, drilled under the car and fixed it in 5 minutes.

I was surprised, repeatedly confirmed to him whether the car would be dangerous to drive out, and he said impatiently: "It is normal to fix it, how can there be danger?" ”

Later, a professional friend of auto repair told me that in fact, just the oil pipeline interface is loose, and a few screws can be tightened.

I remind myself that it's normal, just living in mediocrity.

Many people travel to other places, sometimes harvest the sincere and kind help of local ordinary people, can't help but sigh that "the most beautiful scenery in a certain place is people", return to their own world, and everyone continues to live mediocrely together.

So do I.

Author: Li Shaowei, Source: Reader Magazine, No. 4, 2017

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