Chapter 144 Little Cotton Shirt

Ding Jiayi, who was locked outside the room, blushed: "How dare you tell your dad about this?! You, do you want to piss your dad off to death?"

"I didn't borrow the money. Even if my dad was really mad at me, it wasn't me who was angry, it was you. You knew my dad's temper, but you still went to borrow money. Do you think you don't have to pay it back? Doesn't my dad know? My sister only earned a few dollars from school, but you borrowed so much. Mom, check your conscience. Didn't you use the fact that you and dad are husband and wife at the beginning? If you really make trouble and can't pay it back, my dad will have to pay it back for you no matter how unhappy he is. In this way, my dad's last salary will be spent on my sister, and my sister won't suffer any loss at all!"

Qiao Nan knew exactly what Ding Jiayi was thinking.

The more Qiao Dongliang wanted to save face in front of his comrades, the less likely he would delay once they came to him to ask for the debt. No matter what his original plan was, as long as he had money, Qiao Dongliang would definitely pay off the debt.

As a couple, it is unacceptable for Ding Jiayi to scheme against Qiao Dongliang to this extent.

But Ding Jiayi had no self-awareness at all, and had no idea how hurtful her behavior was.

"You, can you open the door or not!" Ding Jiayi was furious when her thoughts were exposed.

"No. You are in the mood to quarrel with me now. My dad must have woken up. My dad will be in good spirits tomorrow. Mom, you still have a lot of things to do in the future!"

"You are not allowed to tell your dad about that!" Ding Jiayi said anxiously: "Did you hear me?"

The money had been paid off, so she'd better pretend that it had never happened, so that Old Joe wouldn't get angry if he knew.

"I heard it, but no!"

"How dare you disobey me? Do you still think I'm your mother?"

"Whether you are my mother or not, whether I am your daughter or not, is entirely up to you. But this matter is not negotiable!"

When it comes to people like her mother, in a word, you can never leave her alone.

No matter what her father does, it is his business. She will never take a step back in her life.

Even if this incident doesn't do anything to her mother, it's good to scare her mother, at least it can bring her some peace.

"You..." Ding Jiayi was so angry that she was gasping for breath, staring at the tightly closed door. She had no idea what to do with Qiao Nan.

If possible, Ding Jiayi really wanted to take a knife from the back room and chop Qiao Nan's door into pieces. She wanted to see how Qiao Nan would lock it in the future.

But after thinking about it, Ding Jiayi couldn't bear to do it. If she cut down the door, it would cost money to repair it later.

"Okay, you're capable, you're the best in our family!" Unwillingly, Ding Jiayi stretched out her foot and kicked the door a few times: "I warn you, if your father gets upset after hearing about this, even if murder is illegal, I will kill you and make you accompany your father in death!"

"Heh..." Qiao Nan sneered. Her father was just hit by a car, not like he had any other problems. Her father was not her, so he wouldn't be angry to death.

Ding Jiayi kept shouting for a while, but she couldn't get any response from Qiao Nan. Finally, she gasped and had to give up.

Second, when the mother and daughter were in the hospital, the atmosphere was very awkward. Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zijin almost ignored Qiao Nan, and Qiao Nan was unwilling to look at Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zijin. She only cared for Qiao Dongliang wholeheartedly: "Dad, this is the chicken porridge I made. You are not well yet, so you can only eat light food. Too greasy food is not good for your body."

"Chicken?" Qiao Dongliangsha said hoarsely: "Don't, don't waste it, I will slowly raise it."

"It's okay, one chicken is still affordable." Qiao Nan fed Qiao Dongliang spoonful by spoonful. In fact, this chicken was not bought by Qiao Nan, but was brought to Qiao's house by Zhai Sheng early this morning.

By the time Qiao Nan got the chicken, it had not only been killed, but more importantly, it had been skinned.

Given Qiao Dongliang's physical condition, he is not suitable for eating anything too greasy. Chicken skin is of course much better.

Qiao Nan thought about it and made shredded chicken porridge for Qiao Dongliang.

"It tastes good." The porridge he fed into his mouth was soft and sticky. Every grain was cooked to perfection and almost melted in his mouth. It was moderately salty and light, making Qiao Dongliang very appetizing: "Nannan, you cook very well."

At least this bowl of porridge is better cooked than Lao Ding’s.

"If Dad likes to drink it, then drink another half bowl. Don't eat too much at once. I'll make it for you later." After Qiao Nan fed Qiao Dongliang half a bowl, he stopped regardless of whether Qiao Dongliang wanted to drink more or not.

Qiao Dongliang is not a child. He knows that Qiao Nan is doing this for his own good, so he will definitely not be greedy and continue to ask for food.

Qiao Nan and Qiao Dongliang, one feeding and the other drinking, had a harmonious atmosphere. However, Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zijin standing on the side seemed particularly abrupt and strange.

"Brother, you are so lucky to have a daughter who takes care of you more attentively than your wife." Today, a fellow patient moved into Qiao Dongliang's ward. When he saw this scene, he was extremely surprised.

When a man falls ill, he is not taken care of by his wife.

This eldest brother raised a good daughter, who took care of most of the things, while his wife and eldest daughter just stood by and watched.

The patient twitched his lips, a little confused about the situation of this family's treatment.

"Yes, I'm lucky." Qiao Dongliang smiled. "Daughters are like warm cotton-padded jackets, that's right. I was able to survive the car accident this time, all thanks to my daughter. My daughter is more useful than ten sons of other people!"

"Dad, do you want some water?" Qiao Zijin's face turned pale, and she quickly brought a cup of warm water to Qiao Dongliang: "The temperature of this cup of water is just right. You just finished drinking the porridge, so you should be a little thirsty, right?"

Qiao Dongliang raised his eyelids, glanced at Qiao Zijin indifferently, then swallowed, and let Qiao Zijin feed him some water.

Why didn't he let his elder daughter feed the baby and only made his daughter suffer? !

After feeding her water, Qiao Zijin felt even more uncomfortable. She always felt like her hands and feet were not right and no matter how she stood, it was not right.

Qiao Zijin frowned and returned to Ding Jiayi's side: "Mom, why do I feel that Dad is a little weird? After he woke up today, he didn't seem to look at me straight in the eye. You are not like that. I have always been by my dad's side. The first person my dad saw when he woke up was me. He would definitely treat me well and would not favor Qiao Nan anymore, right? Why do I feel that my dad is favoring Qiao Nan even more now?!"

From the moment her father woke up until now, all he has been talking about is Qiao Nan. Even his words just now made it seem as if Qiao Nan was the only good daughter and she was not the same. Wasn't she good enough to her father?

"No way?" Ding Jiayi hesitated. In fact, not only Qiao Zijin, but Ding Jiayi herself also felt the same way.

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