Chapter 285 I am Qiao Nan’s Mother

After saying that, the landlady slammed the door shut: "In a big forest, there are all kinds of birds!"

Ding Jiayi, who was splashed with dirty water, was really sad this time, even sadder than when she was crying just now. Her eyes and corners of the eyes drooped, and she felt more aggrieved than Xianglin Sao in the movie, sobbing and groaning.

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

Old Qiao is really cruel. She has been so well-behaved recently. Even if she dislikes that dead girl, she still treats her well and never scolds her.

Obviously she has changed for the better, but Lao Qiao has never changed his bad attitude towards her. Now that Lao Qiao has moved away, he dare not say anything to her. Lao Qiao, is your heart made of stone?

Can't you see my efforts in these months?

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

Ding Jiayi really didn't understand why Qiao Dongliang suddenly moved again. And unlike last time, this time Qiao Dongliang didn't even give any explanation. She had no idea where Qiao Dongliang and Qiao Nan had moved to.

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

Unconsciously, Ding Jiayi walked back to the front of the house that Qiao Dongliang had rented before. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar door wood, Ding Jiayi's face suddenly "wept" and tears fell like rain. She could no longer hold on and leaned against the door, slowly sliding down to the ground and crying: "Old Qiao, you are cruel, you are too cruel, I haven't done enough, not good enough?"

Could it be that Old Joe still wants her to be a maid for that dead girl?

In the past few months, she almost treated the dead girl as her ancestor and held her in the palm of her hand. How cruel! The hearts of this father and daughter are crueler than the other!

After the beginning of autumn, the daytime air was dry and refreshing, but at night, the whistling wind was unbearable, especially for Ding Jiayi who was wearing wet clothes. It was even more painful to be blown by the wind.

Ding Jiayi shuddered violently, put her arms around her shoulders, hugged herself, and curled up like a shrimp, leaning against the door, refusing to leave.

She was very worried that if she left like this, she would never find Qiao Dongliang again and would lose Qiao Dongliang as her husband. It seemed that as long as she continued to stay here, she would definitely be able to wait for Qiao Dongliang.

When the wind blew, Ding Jiayi shivered. It was so cold. After a while, Ding Jiayi fell asleep leaning against the door.

Ding Jiayi slept leaning against the door all night in a daze. When she woke up the next day, it was still dawn.

Ding Jiayi felt dizzy, and she stood up with the help of the door, and smiled bitterly: "Knowing how cruel Lao Qiao would be for that dead girl, I still waited here foolishly for a whole night."

Touching her flushed forehead, Ding Jiayi knew that it must be because of the basin of water yesterday and the wind that had been blowing all night that she caught a cold and had a fever.

What made her most heartbroken was that she slept in this place for a whole night and no one found her or even sent her to the hospital. Her family was cruel to her, and people in this world were even more indifferent.

Ding Jiayi groped her way along the wall dazedly and finally returned to the Qiao family's courtyard.

As soon as she got home, Ding Jiayi couldn't hold on any longer. She hurriedly took off her clothes and threw herself onto the bed. She only had time to pull the quilt halfway over her body and then fell asleep completely.

Ding Jiayi slept for a whole day and was so sick that she forgot about going to work.

When she woke up again, it was dark. She hadn't eaten for 24 hours and her stomach was cramping with hunger. But even though she had slept for a whole day, the temperature on her forehead didn't go down at all.

My body was swollen and my hands and feet were so sore that I had no strength left. And when I was sick, there was no one around to care for me.

Before Ding Jiayi could react, tears started flowing like a faucet, wetting her face.

As soon as Ding Jiayi moved her lips, her lips, which had been chapped from dryness, began to crack.

After toiling for a whole night, Ding Jiayi finally got to drink some water, but what flowed into her mouth was not normal water, but her own blood.

"Wuwu, how could this happen?" Ding Jiayi lay on the quilt and cried bitterly. She didn't understand how she had come to this point. Her husband was not around, and her two daughters were both studying, and none of them cared about her life or death.

Obviously before...

It was not until this moment that Ding Jiayi suddenly remembered that when she was sick in the past, Qiao Nan would always be by her side, bringing her tea and water.

Ding Jiayi gritted her teeth and wiped away her tears: "I don't believe it. Without you, I, Ding Jiayi, can't survive."

After putting on her clothes, Ding Jiayi walked outside with her things and went to look for the antipyretic medicine. When she found the antipyretic medicine, she was stunned again, not for anything else, but because this board of antipyretic medicine was the same one she threw into the trash can when Qiao Nan was sick last year.

This time, Ding Jiayi couldn't hold it in any longer and cried uncontrollably.

No one knows how Ding Jiayi managed to get through this alone.

Perhaps when people are sick, their body and mind will be particularly fragile, so when looking at the box of antipyretic medicine, Ding Jiayi cried hard.

But when Ding Jiayi's fever subsided and she recovered, her heart grew a newer and stronger shell, just like a hard-shelled animal sheds its shell in due season.

"I'm here. I'm the mother of Qiao Nan, a student in Class 1, Grade 1 of your school. I want to go to the school to see my daughter. Please let me in!" After three days, on this Thursday, Ding Jiayi, with a fierce look on her face, blocked the gate of Pingcheng Senior High School, clamoring to go in.

"Why let her in? Don't let her in!" The principal was so angry when he received the call that he hung up the phone.

It was not a problem to lend the house left by Teacher Feng to Qiao Nan and his daughter, but in order to quell the rumors spread by Ding Jiayi, the principal and some teachers put in a lot of effort and managed to bring the situation under control with great difficulty.

The storm of this incident has not completely passed, and Ding Jiayi, the culprit, is back again.

When the principal heard Ding Jiayi's name, he wanted to have someone kick Ding Jiayi out so that she would never be able to set foot in the school again.

The school is not a public place. Ding Jiayi can come and go as she pleases. She really treats the school gate as the back door of their Qiao family. It's ridiculous.

"I'm sorry, even if you are the mother of a student in Class 1 of Senior 1, we don't know if it is you."

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