Lin Fan sat on the side of the road with the sanitation workers without disgust, and Mao Xiaoyi on the side saw this and sat next to Lin Fan.

And Lin Fan and Uncle chatted like this.

"Uncle, it's such a cold day, change jobs."

The uncle took a sip of water, and then waved his hand: "That's not good, I've been doing this for several years, I'm used to it, and ah, this will get off work at noon, and after work, I can go and watch my little grandson."

"How old is your little grandson?" Mao Xiaoyi asked with some curiosity.

When it comes to the little grandson, the uncle seems to have endless words.

"My little grandson, who is three years old this year, is called by grandpa and grandpa every day, but he is smart, and the little things are cute, hahaha, exactly the same as when I was a child."

The old man's expression was gentle, and his whole person was full of kindness and kindness, and he looked in front of him as if his little grandson was standing in front of him.

For the uncle, the best thing is probably the healthy growth of his little grandson.

Looking at the uncle's tough figure, Mao Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, how old are you this year?" ”

The uncle blinked, and then asked Mao Xiaoyi to guess.

“45？”

Listening to Mao Xiaoyi's speculation, the uncle laughed: "You young man, where can I be so young."

"What about 55?"

The uncle shook his head, this answer is also incorrect.

"That's 65?" Mao Xiaoyi looked at the uncle with a serious face, it should be impossible for the uncle to be taller.

"I'm 67 this year!"

At the age of 67, it has been seven years since he was retired, and Mao Xiaoyi was a little emotional.

After sitting with the uncle for a while, after looking at the time, Lin Fan got up and prepared to leave.

"Uncle, we still have something to do, so we won't bother you with your work."

"Hey, well, young people remember to pay attention to their bodies at work!" The uncle instructed the two of them.

In the eyes of the uncle, the two people drifted apart.

At this moment, the sky was already bright, and Lin Fan took Mao Xiaoyi to a breakfast shop.

The breakfast shop is run by a husband and wife, the husband frying fritters while the wife busily prepares something, apparently just opened.

Seeing the arrival of the two people, the wife hurriedly stopped the work in hand: "The two of you have breakfast."

Sitting on the chair outside, Lin Fan asked for a tofu brain, and then looked at Mao Xiaoyi: "What do you eat?" ”

Mao Xiaoyi glanced at the fried fritters: "Give me two fritters and a bowl of soy milk." ”

"Okay."

The proprietress answered, and then went into the store to prepare.

Soon, the proprietress came out, but she didn't take anything: "Two of you, it's warm inside, come in and eat." ”

The air in the morning is damp, and even if you have worn a lot of clothes, it is easy to get wet, and with a gust of wind, it is indeed a little cold.

Lin Fan got up and entered the house, while Mao Xiaoyi followed behind.

The proprietress brought tofu brain, soy milk and fried dough sticks.

"Why did you come out so early?"

The proprietress was busy chatting with the two of them.

"There's something going on in the company today, so I have to go early."

The proprietress nodded, very understanding: "My son is too, he is busy every day, and he goes to work early every day, but my son is filial, well, just this chain, he paid me a salary this month to buy." ”

The proprietress had a proud look on her face.

"Your son has a good eye." Lin Fan easily picked up the words of the proprietress.

The two of you came and went, and Mao Xiaoyi on the side was stunned, he didn't expect Lin Fan's communication skills to be so strong.

Of course, most of the communication between the two people was the proprietress praising her son, and Lin Fan should be harmonious.

The time was close to six o'clock, and there were more and more people in the breakfast shop, so the proprietress had to hurry up and get busy, and there was no time for communication.

"My mother-in-law, she likes to show off, don't mind." The boss was free and said to Lin Fan and Mao Xiaoyi.

Although the boss seems to be saying bad things about the boss's wife, there is a lot of pampering in his eyes.

Coincidentally, this sentence happened to be heard by the proprietress who entered the store, so she packed up the things in her hand and glared at the boss: "This is a vinegar jar, I look jealous at first glance, I don't praise him." ”

When the boss on the side heard this, he blushed and quickly explained: "No, I'm afraid that you will be suspicious and scare away all the customers in our store." ”

Hearing this, the proprietress was not angry at all, but turned to look at the guests who were eating melons, with a helpless face: "Don't mind, everyone, this old man is easy to say when he is shy." ”

After saying that, the proprietress squinted and laughed, and everyone in the store laughed along.

The whole breakfast shop was full of laughter.

After eating, Lin Fan said goodbye to the proprietress and left with the extra breakfast and Mao Xiaoyi.

Walking on the road, the sun has already shown its head, and the first rays of the morning sun shine on the face.

Less fiery, less harsh, mild.

On the streets, there are pedestrians, flowers, birds, the morning sun, laughter, everything seems to be very busy and beautiful.

On the side of the road, there are all kinds of people, including busy office workers, students laughing and laughing, elderly people rushing to catch the market, and unemployed people who have nothing to do.

It's full of all kinds of life.

The two came to the top floor of the company, looking down from the top, and the state of everyone was clearly visible.

Looking at the sun with his head all exposed, Lin Fan asked softly, "Do you know why the song is called "Ordinary Day"? ”

Mao Xiaoyi didn't speak, he didn't know how to speak.

Lin Fan did not force him, but opened his mouth to explain the meaning of the question.

"In fact, an ordinary day is like this, either busy or leisurely, without reminiscence, without prospects, without complexity, as if unconcerned and inextricably linked."

After speaking, Lin Fan didn't speak again, because in Mao Xiaoyi's eyes, there was already something, the essence of this song - emotion.

For everyone, the beauty of the ordinary is different.

For office workers, the beauty of the ordinary is to slow down at the end of a busy day, have a few glasses of wine with the best friends, have a meal, and tell the unhappiness at work, without suppressing the unhappiness at work, unrestrained, so that the soul can be comforted and warmed.

For children, the ordinary beauty is to get out of school, go home and see a fragrant meal, watch a movie with their parents, fall asleep listening to their parents' stories, and enjoy being loved.

For people who are full of hope and have a beautiful heart, the ordinary beauty is the coming of spring, walking in the fields, smelling the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of the earth, listening to the singing of birds, and enjoying the breath of life.

For the elderly, there is no longer the heartbeat of the young time, but there is a vegetable and a meal, a grass and a tree, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, their beauty is to accompany to achieve the most affectionate confession.

This is ordinary, and this is also beautiful.

"Teacher Lin Fan, I understand, please believe me, I will definitely be able to sing this song well!"

is not only the reflection of the sun, but also the burst of inner emotions, at this moment, Mao Xiaoyi's eyes are shining.

(End of chapter)