Miao Er drove from the pond, took the south road, and went to the lower village, originally wanting to go to Brother Meng's house to sit down to show her respect for her grandmother, but it was getting late, so it was inconvenient to disturb, so she had to wait until she met Ling Jun tomorrow.

Santana ascends the Shimomura River Bridge, and the evening fog gradually falls, bringing peace and coolness to Shimomura and its surroundings. The river bridge is still a smooth bridge deck bridge railing, the bridge railing is made of stone slabs, and the design of many years ago is not inferior to the ancient Zhaozhou Bridge. In the past, people came to this bridge to sit on the cool after dinner, in order to relieve the fatigue of the day's work, and talk freely about the topics of the past and the present, but now, this area has become the focus of the development zone, and the quality of life of people has been improved and improved, and no one comes to this monotonous and boring place.

People huddle in their bright homes, drink tea, chat and play cards under the air conditioner, watch primary school students do their homework, and think about the direction and goals of tomorrow's work. Of course, there are also unruly young men and women, middle-aged and old men, who go to the lively market in Nakamura to eat barbecue, suck drinks, and go to the store to find a joke..., the world of flowers, it is like this. There will also be men and women in love, on the way home, into the pile field, the next day will attract the elderly to look at a large crop, and blow their beards and stare in anger.

Thinking of this, Miao Er smiled. She drove the car across the river bridge, crossed a dry road, a section of Huaishulin Road, got on the 105 National Highway, dozens of minutes, out of the mountains, to the outer ring road of Wenxian County, left to the wheel to the south, saw the Nanhu Road road sign turned west, into the Nanhu Garden Villa District.

The door of Nanhu Villa No. 9, the light is still on the doorpost. Du Ma held a pu fan in her hand, driving away the mosquitoes flying around her, looking in the direction of Nanhu Road from time to time, watching Miao'er's car arrive, waiting, standing. Waiting for Miao'er's car lights to come, he turned around and pushed the gate open completely, ran into the yard, stood on the side of the door, and watched Miao'er put Santana and Zhang Bo's red Chery side by side.

"Godmother, I've kept you waiting." Miao Er got out of the car. A little apologetic.

"Miao'er is really good at talking, this is your home, not your godmother's home." Du Ma said that although she said this, her heart was sweet. Although she is a nanny, she bears the responsibility of a mother.

"Mom, close the door!" Miao Er walked towards the villa, and when she turned back, she accidentally saw a locust tree near the south wall. A thought flashed in my heart: like grandma.

Meals were placed on the table.

"It's better to have my godmother by my side." Miao Er sighed and smelled the rice. I was in a much better state of mind than I was in the morning.

"It's good that you don't go to your mother's side, find a job in the city, take a break, and don't get tired!" Du Ma said sincerely.

"Is there a locust tree there?" Miao Er asked. I picked up my chopsticks and wanted to eat.

"Go wash your hands. There are no locust trees, and there are waiters waiting in the office. "Du Ma has heard of it.

"Is there a reclining Buddha mountain there?" Miao Er went to the bathroom and opened the door. Swooping, talking.

"There are parks like South Lake. There are rockeries and fake water. "Mama Du has been there. I don't know if she's been there or not.

"Is there Zhang Bo there?" She paused for a few seconds with water in her hand.

"You can take him." Du Ma's thoughts.

"Can he go?" Miao Er changed her way of asking to make Du Ma understand.

"Well, I don't know." Du Ma is very sincere.

Miao Er washed her face and walked out, her eyes were pink under the light, and her eyelids were also pink, which was flooded with soap. No, the eyelids are not red by soap foam. Maybe it's a wave of longing that has just arisen.

"Godmother, let's eat." Miao Er sat down at the dining table, Du Ma served the porridge and sat opposite Miao Er to eat. Give Miao Er Sheng first.

"It is rare to meet a good man in this life. If this good man belongs to you, you will stick to him, and you must catch him. "Miao'er eats sweet porridge first.

"Tomorrow morning, your parents are calling, and there is no time to come back, so the two of us will go. I have gone to the Shentong Bank to exchange the renminbi for the currency, and prepared three fresh offerings, incense candles, and fine wine, so that the old man can live comfortably over there. Du Ma said slowly.

"Listen to the." Miao Er gave Du Ma cloth vegetables.

"Godmother doesn't have any skills, so she can only do these pieces." Du Ma said slowly.

"Godmother, being able to cook is a skill, and waiting patiently for a godfather is a kind of endurance ability." Miao Er praised and said that she must be the godmother's achievement.

"Godmother has no choice but to wait, and waiting is also a way to live. Even if it's sadness or disappointment, it's waiting. "Du Ma has a different outlook on life.

Miao Er was stunned for a moment, an ordinary word can develop a kind of life, and the knowledge of equal words can also be greater than kindness and kindness, because this is equal words.

"Godmother, your way of living scares me to death! Miao Er said with a sigh.

"Because your environment is different from that of your godmother, you have a different way of living." Du Ma said calmly.

"I don't dare risk my life." Miao Er said in her heart, staggering.

"Sometimes it's better to wait." Du Ma eats porridge and eats double silk vegetables.

"Godmother, how many years have you been waiting for your godfather?" Miao Er asked, with another view on his life. But, don't laugh.

"I've been waiting for seventeen or eighteen years, and I've been waiting for Miao Lao since I was waiting." Du Ma put down her chopsticks and recalled.

"I haven't written in seventeen or eighteen, and I haven't called you?" Miao Er came to be interested.

"When I went abroad, I had a phone call every year: busy! said that the business had made a fortune, and the people who came back from the village said the same. I haven't called again. We never wrote a letter. My phone number has never been changed, in case he doesn't get through that day, he will be very sad, he will wait for my call, and I will not call," Du Ma said and took out her mobile phone.

"Mom, I'll take a look." Miao Er took the mobile phone and looked at it, there was electricity, there was a fee, and there was also a godfather's phone number, Miao Er operated it, and it was an empty number.

"It's true!" Du Ma said happily, and stroked a few strands of hair hanging down in front of her forehead. One of them was white. There was a kind of satisfaction in his eyes.

"What if he has a home out there?" Miao Er looked at Du Ma herself like Xianglin's sister-in-law in the old era. Lu Xun's "Xianglin Sister-in-law".

"Then we have to wait, in case his business goes bankrupt, the woman is no longer with him, and the family is separated, he will come back alone, and I can give him a place to stay when he comes back." Du Ma is very resolute, and her inner world is different from the nagging of "Xianglin's Sister-in-law".

"Godmother, I heard grandma say that you have a capable son?" Miao Er asked with wide eyes. Still busy eating.

"After graduating from college, having a job, and having a partner, when I get married, I give them money, and I have a heart." Du's mother was very relieved.

"That's a lot of money, and you have to buy a house." Miao Er said, lifting her, eyes like a camera. Miao'er's eye camera.

"I have land at home, subcontract it to a neighbor, and give a rent of more than 8,000 yuan a year, seventeen or eighteen years, in addition to my son's original school expenses, plus Miao Lao's gift, there are more than 100,000 yuan." Du Ma said to Miao Er that there was no lie at all.

"What did my son say?" Miao Er asked with undiminished interest.

"My son said, I don't have to worry about anything, come and pick me up when I get married." Du Ma is very happy, very satisfied, and misses it very much.

"So, you keep waiting." Miao Er is very sympathetic, very envious, and has an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"That's right." Du Ma smiled. Du Ma began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, the food she cooked was just right, the taste was just right, the quantity was just right, the two of them were full, not much at all, not much at all. Place.

"Godmother." Miao Er looked at her godmother and didn't see the old face, and three crow's feet appeared and disappeared at the corners of her eyes.

"What's the matter, just say it, as long as I can fix it." Du's mother said that she thought there was something wrong with Miao'er.

"I'll give you a salary increase in the future." Miao Er is very serious, and there is no joke at all. It's true, Miao'er has Miao'er's thoughts, and her son may not be what she says.

"Don't talk about raising wages, from the day Miao Lao left, I don't want a penny, as long as I have a place to live and something to eat. Miao Lao is gone, you are single, your parents are not around, there will be many things in the future, Miao Lao believes in me the most. Du Ma continued meaningfully: "Money is not the best thing in the world. ”

"I see, godmother. Can I also wait for my brother to come back? Miao Er thinks that what her godmother said makes some sense. Of course, there is also some joke element.

“… He doesn't necessarily miss you, he misses you, he just waits for you, you don't want him to wait for a long time, you only have to go to him, find him, it's also a kind of waiting, waiting, not necessarily here. "Du Ma's words are amazing. The heart is charity. Facilitate marriage.

Oh, and so on is also learned, can tolerate kindness and kindness, and still have to be flexible, this kind of philosophy..., it seems that the study of Godmother's thoughts, more in-depth, more serious, far beyond the Bodhi Patriarch and the Buddha Buddha's Tao Ci Buddha goodness, etc.

"Godmother, you are a Taoist, a Buddhist, a thinker, a philosopher. Miao Er was overjoyed, got up and left her seat, praised her godmother, sang about the kitten like a child, and slapped her palm, bent over and loosened her back: "Little kitten, after eating the fish, stretch your waist and make a move, and secretly climb to the bed." Snoring, purring, singing in front of the mouse's bed, gnawing on the bed, biting the quilt, depending on how you sleep. ”

"Let's go wash and sleep, and go to the provincial capital tomorrow after serving three days." Du Ma reminded.

Miao Er was very obedient, first went to take a bath, went to grandma's room, lay down and fell asleep, this was the most peaceful night in many days. Godmother, the world of the word "wait" is so big, it's so beautiful!

To be continued. (To be continued......)