Chapter 285: I'm Qiao Nan's Mother

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After the cruel words, the landlady slammed the door and closed the door tightly: "It's really a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds!"

Ding Jiayi, who was splashed with dirty water, was really sad now, even more sad than when she cried "woo" just now, her eyes and corners were pulled down, and she was even more aggrieved than Sister-in-law Xianglin, snorting and sobbing.

Ding Jiayi sniffed and wiped the water off her face with her sleeve.

Lao Qiao's heart is really ruthless, she has been so peaceful recently, she doesn't like that dead girl anymore, she doesn't serve the dead girl well, and she hasn't even scolded her.

She has obviously changed for the better, but Lao Qiao has never changed her bad attitude, and now that Lao Qiao has moved, she doesn't dare to say, Lao Qiao, is your heart made of stone?

In the past few months, can't you see my efforts?

Even if your heart is really made of stone, I should cover you up.

Ding Jiayi really didn't understand why the good Qiao Dongliang suddenly moved again, and it was different from last time, this time Qiao Dongliang didn't even give an explanation, she didn't know where Qiao Dongliang moved with Qiao Nan at all.

Will she lose Qiao Dongliang's husband forever because of this incident?

Unconsciously, Ding Jiayi walked back to the front of the small courtyard that Qiao Dongliang had rented before. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar door, Ding Jiayi's face was "uproar", tears rained down, she couldn't hold on to the door anymore, and slowly slid on the ground and cried: "Old Qiao, you are ruthless, you are too ruthless, I haven't done enough, isn't it good enough?"

Could it be that Lao Qiao still wants her to be a servant for the dead girl?

In the past few months, she has almost held the dead girl in the palm of her hand like an ancestor, ruthless, the hearts of this father and daughter, one is more ruthless than the other!

After autumn, the weather is dry during the day, but at night, the whirring wind is unbearable, especially Ding Jiayi is still wearing wet clothes. When it is blown by the wind, it is even more fatal.

Ding Jiayi shuddered suddenly, wrapped her hands around her shoulders, hugged herself, and shrunk into a shrimp against the door, refusing to leave.

She was very worried that if she left like this, she would really never find Qiao Dongliang in the future, and she would lose Qiao Dongliang's husband, as if she would be able to wait for Qiao Dongliang as long as she continued to stay here.

The wind blew over, Ding Jiayi shivered, it was cold, it was cold, and after a while, Ding Jiayi just leaned against the door and fell asleep.

When Ding Jiayi slept against the door in a daze, and when she woke up the next day, the sky was still bright.

Ding Jiayi felt that her head was dizzy, held on to the door and reluctantly stood up, and smiled bitterly: "I know how ruthless Lao Qiao's heart will be for that dead girl, I actually waited here stupidly for a night." ”

Touching her hot forehead, Ding Jiayi knew that it must be because of the basin of water yesterday and the wind that blew all night, so she had a cold and fever.

What chilled her the most was that she slept in this place for a night, and no one found her, even sent her to the hospital, her family was ruthless to her, and the people of this world were even more indifferent.

Ding Jiayi touched the wall in a daze, and finally returned to the small courtyard of Qiao's house.

As soon as she got home, Ding Jiayi couldn't hold on, and after taking off her clothes in a hurry, she fell into bed suddenly, and the quilt only had time to tear half of her body, and then she fell asleep completely.

This sleep was a whole day, and Ding Jiayi was so sick that she didn't remember going to work.

When she woke up again, it was dark, and she had not eaten for twenty-four hours, and her stomach was cramping with hunger. But even though she slept all day, the temperature on her forehead didn't go down at all.

The whole body was hot, his hands and feet were so sore that he didn't have any strength, but when he was sick, he didn't even have a loved one around him who cared for and took care of him.

Ding Jiayi hadn't reacted yet, her tears were like an open faucet, flowing non-stop, and her face was wet.

Ding Jiayi's mouth just moved, and it was already dry until the skin of the flaky mouth was white, and a hole was cracked.

Ding Jiayi, who had been tossing for a whole day and night, finally drank water, but what flowed into her mouth was not normal water, but her own blood.

"Woo, how can this be?" Ding Jiayi lay on the quilt and cried bitterly, she didn't understand how she could get to this point in life, her husband was not around, her two daughters were studying, and no one cared about her life or death as a mother.

Obviously before......

It was only at this time that Ding Jiayi suddenly remembered that when she was sick in the past, Qiao Nan would always be by her side, bringing tea and water.

Ding Jiayi gritted her teeth and wiped her tears: "I don't believe it, without you, I, Ding Jiayi, can't live." ”

Putting on her clothes, Ding Jiayi walked outside with her things and went to turn over the fever medicine first. When Ding Jiayi flipped to the antipyretic medicine, she was stunned again, not for anything else, just because this antipyretic medicine was the same one that Qiao Nan threw into the trash when she was sick last year.

At this moment, Ding Jiayi couldn't hold back anymore, crying uncontrollably.

No one knows how Ding Jiayi survived this day.

Maybe when people are sick, their bodies and minds will be particularly fragile, so looking at this antipyretics, Ding Jiayi cried a lot.

But when Ding Jiayi's fever subsided and her illness was cured, her heart was like a crustacean that would shed its shell in season, and it would grow a newer and stronger shell again.

"I said, I'm the mother of Qiao Nan in the first class of your school, I want to go into the school to see my daughter, you let me in!" Three days later, on Thursday, Ding Jiayi had a fierce face, blocked the gate of Pingcheng High School, clamoring to go in.

"What do you want to come in, don't let her in!" As soon as the principal received this call, he was so angry that he hung up the phone directly.

It is not a problem to lend the house left by Teacher Feng to Qiao Nan's father and daughter, but in order to quell the rumors made by Ding Jiayi, the principal and some teachers have worked hard, and they have barely been able to control it in the past few days.

The turmoil of this matter has not completely passed, and Ding Jiayi, the culprit, is here again.

As soon as he heard that it was Ding Jiayi's name, the principal couldn't wait to directly ask someone to fork Ding Jiayi out, so that Ding Jiayi would never be able to step into the school again.

The school is not a public place, Ding Jiayi can come and leave whenever she wants, she really regards the school gate as the back door of their Qiao family, which is ridiculous.

"I'm sorry, even if you say you're the mother of a student in the first year of high school, we don't know if it's true. ”