Chapter 1770 See for Yourself
Qiao Dongliang always knew the address of the house that Qiao Nan rented, and he also knew that the house was not very big, but he had never been there. So, in order to find the house that Qiao Nan rented, Qiao Dongliang asked for a long time.
"Are you Qiao Nan's father?" When Qiao Nan's old landlord saw Qiao Dongliang dressed well and looked quite honest, he smiled coldly. This is Qiao Nan's scumbag father and scumbag relative. As expected, you can't judge a person by his appearance. He looks like a very honest and kind person, but who knows that when he gets ruthless, he really doesn't treat his own daughter as a human being.
"Yes, you are Nan Nan's landlord, right? Nan Nan usually thanks you for taking care of her, thank you. I'm here to see Nan Nan, which apartment did Nan Nan live in?" Qiao Dongliang didn't notice that the landlord glanced at him with a bad look, just because Qiao Nan mentioned to Qiao Dongliang that her landlord was a very nice person, so even if she lived outside, it would be fine.
Today was a rare opportunity, Qiao Dongliang finally remembered his responsibility as a father, and thanked the landlord specially.
"Which apartment?" The landlord snorted, and raised his voice. He thought Qiao Dongliang's words were particularly funny: "How about I take you to see it?" Qiao Nan was willing to rent a small house for herself, so why would she make outsiders like them feel sorry for her.
"Okay, thank you for your help." Qiao Dongliang was embarrassed to ask the landlord to show him the way when he didn't even know which apartment his daughter lived in. But at the same time, Qiao Dongliang really believed that his daughter was well taken care of by the landlord. Otherwise, the landlord wouldn't be so nice to him and personally show him the way.
Following the landlord, Qiao Dongliang originally wanted to go up the stairs, but the landlord turned his body to the side and didn't go upstairs, but walked to the side of the stairs instead. Qiao Jiangliang, who was about to go up the stairs, was puzzled when he saw the landlord's action. There was no house downstairs. Where was the landlord going to take him?
In fact, the landlord didn't go anywhere. As for the ground floor, because the location was better, most of them were used as stores after being connected. So the second floor and above were the rooms rented out. In such a prosperous area, there was a relatively dead corner, which was a space under the independent staircase built outside the store. In
that small space, a wall was built, with a wall, a door, and a small square window. The landlord inserted the key into the door, and with a click, the door opened: "This is where Qiao Nan lived before. Do you want to take a good look and feel it?"
The landlord was not the kind of person who would do anything to make money. Such a small place is okay in winter, but it is really hot in summer. The place is small, and before meeting Qiao Nan, the landlord had never thought of building a wall under the stairs and partitioning off a room.
But at that time, Qiao Nan was too poor and didn't have much money. It was impossible for him to rent a decent place. It just so happened that this staircase was piled with a lot of things because of the previous renovation, and the ventilation passage on all sides was partitioned off into a small space of six or seven square meters.
When Qiao Nan first came to the landlord and said she wanted to rent this place, the landlord was dumbfounded and kept saying that this was not a room, it was too small and could not be lived in.
But Qiao Nan insisted, and the landlord saw that Qiao Nan's situation was quite difficult, so he agreed after Qiao Nan's repeated persuasion. Before Qiao Nan moved in, the landlord specially asked someone to move away the piled up things. If she really wanted to live there, she could buy some bricks and build a wall. To be honest, it wouldn't cost much.
She didn't plan to use this space, and now she still had to charge Qiao Nan rent. No matter how cheap it was, it was still an extra income. Therefore, the landlord cleaned up the space before letting Qiao Nan move in.
After hearing what the landlord said, Qiao Dongliang was completely dumbfounded and stammered: "You, you are not kidding, are you? This is just a path under the stairs, such a small place, isn't it usually used to store miscellaneous items? How can it be used to live!"
This is Pingcheng, not the capital or Shanghai where every inch of land is worth a lot of money. Even a small underground garage can be rented out for two or three hundred yuan.
Therefore, Qiao Dongliang felt that with Qiao Nan's ability to make money, even if he gave up most of his salary and couldn't buy himself a house, he wouldn't live in such a bad place. To be honest, this was the first time Qiao Dongliang came to Qiao Nan's place.
In the past, when there was something going on at home, Qiao Nan would go back to Qiao's house. Furthermore, if she needs to take the initiative to find Qiao Nan, Ding Jiayi will take the initiative to ask for help. Qiao Dongliang has a good idea. He thinks his little daughter has a good temper, is kind and filial, and gives all the money she earns to the family. As long as Ding Jiayi has more contact with Qiao Nan, she will be touched by Qiao Nan and treat her well.
The problem is that the current situation makes Qiao Dongliang feel particularly uncomfortable. It's like all the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea have been turned upside down. There are all kinds of tastes in his heart, but there is no sweetness: "Has my Nan Nan really lived here for several years?"
Qiao Dongliang asked again, unwilling to give up. Qiao Dongliang thought that he could endure hardships, but after seeing the environment here, he found that he couldn't even stand a year, let alone a few years. But his little daughter has lived for several years.
"It's not a few years. Nan Nan has lived with me for almost ten years. You are a good father." Seeing that Qiao Dongliang really didn't know anything, the landlord's attitude towards Qiao Dongliang was not much better.
My daughter is not picked up.
My daughter who is unmarried has been living in a rented house for more than ten years. Her father has never taken the initiative to visit her and see what the house and environment are like. How much confidence does he have in his daughter, or how little care does he have for her, to be able to do this: "Nan Nan is not here either, I just want to ask, is Nan Nan really your biological daughter? Not picked up?" How
can you treat your biological daughter like this? If you picked up, it's no different.
Qiao Dongliang's face flushed, not knowing how to answer. After a long while, he finally managed to say: "Has my old Ding been here before?"
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