After saying the harsh words, the landlady slammed the door shut: "There are all kinds of birds in the forest!"
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 drooped, and she was more aggrieved than Xianglin Sao in the novel, sobbing with a muffled groan.
Ding Jiayi sniffed and wiped the water off her face with her sleeve.
Lao Qiao's heart is really cruel. She has been so obedient recently. No matter how much she dislikes that damn girl, she still treats her well and never scolds her.
She had obviously changed for the better, but Lao Qiao never changed his bad attitude towards her. Now Lao Qiao has moved away, and he dare not say 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 have warmed you up.
" Ding Jiayi really didn't understand why Qiao Dongliang suddenly moved again, and unlike last time, Qiao Dongliang didn't even explain this time. She had no idea where Qiao Dongliang and Qiao Nan moved to.
Would she lose her husband Qiao Dongliang forever because of this incident?
Unknowingly, Ding Jiayi walked back to the small courtyard 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. She slowly slid down and sat on the ground crying: "Lao Qiao, you are cruel, you are too cruel. I haven't done enough, am I not 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 almost treated the dead girl as an ancestor in her palm. Cruel, the hearts of this father and daughter are more cruel than each other!
After the beginning of autumn, the weather is dry and cool during the day, but at night, the whistling wind is unbearable, especially Ding Jiayi is still wearing wet clothes. It's even more deadly when the wind blows.
Ding Jiayi shuddered suddenly, and she hugged herself with her arms around her shoulders. She curled up like a shrimp and leaned against the door, refusing to leave.
She was worried that if she left like this, she would never find Qiao Dongliang again and would lose him as her husband. It seemed that as long as she stayed here, she would definitely be able to wait for Qiao Dongliang.
A gust of wind blew over, and Ding Jiayi shivered. It was so cold. After a while, Ding Jiayi fell asleep leaning against the door.
Ding Jiayi slept against the door in a daze all night, and 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. She smiled bitterly: "Knowing how cruel Old Qiao would be for that dead girl, I still waited here foolishly for a whole 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 caught a cold and had a fever.
What made her most heartbroken was that she slept here for a whole night, and no one found her, and even sent her to the hospital. Her family was ruthless to her, and the people in this world were even more indifferent.
Ding Jiayi groped the wall in a daze, and finally returned to the Qiao family's courtyard.
As soon as she got home, Ding Jiayi couldn't hold on. After hurriedly taking off her clothes, she suddenly fell 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. She was so sick that she forgot about going to work.
When she woke up, it was dark. She hadn't eaten for 24 hours and her stomach was cramping. Even though she slept for a whole day, the temperature on her forehead didn't go down at all. Her
body was hot and her hands and feet were so sore that she had no strength at all. And when she was sick, there was no one around to care for her.
Before Ding Jiayi could react, her tears flowed like a tap, wetting her face.
As soon as Ding Jiayi moved her mouth, her dry and chapped lips chapped and cracked.
After a whole day and night of suffering, Ding Jiayi finally got some water to drink, 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 studying, and no one cared about her life as a mother.
Obviously...
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 her tears: "I don't believe it. Without you, I, Ding Jiayi, can't live."
Putting on her clothes, Ding Jiayi walked outside with the help of her things, and first went to find the antipyretic medicine. When Ding Jiayi turned to the antipyretic medicine, she was stunned again, not for anything else, but because this board of antipyretic medicine was the same board that she threw into the trash can when Qiao Nan was sick last year.
This time, Ding Jiayi couldn't hold it in anymore and cried uncontrollably.
No one knows how Ding Jiayi got through this day alone.
Maybe when people are sick, their body and mind will be particularly fragile, so looking at this board of antipyretic medicine, Ding Jiayi cried hard.
But when Ding Jiayi's fever subsided and she recovered from the illness, her heart grew a newer and stronger shell like a hard-shelled animal that sheds its shell in season.
"I told you, I'm the mother of Qiao Nan, who is in the first grade of your school. I want to go to school to see my daughter. Please let me in!" Three days later, on Thursday, Ding Jiayi, with a fierce look on her face, blocked the gate of Pingcheng High School, clamoring to go in.
"What do you mean by going 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 her daughter, but in order to quell the rumors made by Ding Jiayi, the principal and some teachers spent a lot of effort, and they were barely able to control it in the past few days.
The storm of this incident has not completely passed, and Ding Jiayi, the culprit, is here again.
When he heard Ding Jiayi's name, the principal wanted to ask someone to kick Ding Jiayi out and make sure that Ding Jiayi would never step into 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.
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