Chapter 285

Ding Jiayi, who had been splashed with dirty water, was really sad. She was even more sad than when she was crying. Her eyes and horns were pulled down. She was even more aggrieved than Xianglin's sister-in-law in the novel, whimpering.

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

Old Joe's heart is really cruel. Recently, she has been so self-sufficient. She doesn't like the dead girl any more. She doesn't serve the dead girl well. She hasn't even scolded her.

She has changed, but old Joe has never changed his bad attitude towards her. Now that old Joe has moved, she dare not say, old Joe, 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 also cover you hot.

Ding Jiayi really doesn't understand how the good Qiao Dongliang suddenly moved again, and it's different from the last time. This time, Qiao Dongliang didn't even make a confession. She has no idea where Qiao Dongliang and Qiao Nan moved.

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

Unconsciously, Ding Jiayi went back to the front of the small courtyard rented before Qiao Dongliang. Looking at the familiar and strange door wood, Ding Jiayi's face "crashed" for a while, tears like rain, and she could not hold on to the door, and slowly sat on the ground crying: "old Joe, you are cruel, you are too cruel, I haven't done enough, is not good enough?"

It's hard. Does old Joe want her to be a servant for the dead girl?

In the past few months, she has been holding the dead girl in her hand like her ancestors. Ruthless, the hearts of the father and daughter are more ruthless than each other!

After autumn, the weather is dry during the day, but at night, the wind is unbearable, especially Ding Jiayi's wet clothes. When the wind blows, it's even more deadly.

Ding Jiayi suddenly hit a shiver, his hands around his shoulders, and picked himself up. The whole man leaned against the door like a shrimp, but refused to go.

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

When the wind blows, Ding Jiayi shivers for a while. It's cold. In a moment, Ding Jiayi is so close to the door and asleep.

When Ding Jiayi woke up the next day, it was still dark.

Ding Jiayi felt that her head was dizzy. She just stood up by the door and smiled bitterly: "I know how cruel old Qiao will be for that dead girl. I've been waiting here for a silly night."

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

The most chilling thing for her is that she slept in this place for one night, and no one found her, even sent her to the hospital. Her family was merciless to her, and people in the world were more indifferent.

Ding Jiayi touched the wall faintly and finally returned to Qiao's yard.

As soon as she got home, Ding Jiayi couldn't hold on. After taking off her clothes in a hurry, she fell on the bed. The quilts were only half pulled on her body, and then she went to sleep completely.

This sleep, is a whole day, Ding Jiayi completely sick confused to do not remember that there is still work this matter.

When she woke up again, it was dark. She had not eaten for 24 hours, and her stomach was cramped with hunger. But even if she slept all day, the temperature on her forehead didn't drop at all.

The whole body is boiling hot, the hands and feet are too weak to have any strength, but when they are ill, they don't even have a family member who cares for them.

Ding Jiayi hasn't responded yet. Her tears are just like the tap on. She keeps running and wet her face.

Ding Jiayi's mouth just moved. The skin of her mouth was chapped and cracked.

Ding Jiayi, who has been struggling for a whole day and night, can't easily drink water, but what flows into her mouth is not normal water, but her own blood.

"Wuwu, how could this happen?" Ding Jiayi is lying on the quilt crying. She doesn't understand how she has come to this step. Her husband is not around, her two daughters are reading, and none of them cares about her being a mother.

Before Ming Dynasty

Until this time, Ding Jiayi suddenly remembered that when she was sick, Qiao Nan would always accompany her and bring tea and water.

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

Put on the clothes, Ding Jiayi holding things to go outside, first to turn over the fever medicine. When Ding Jiayi turned to the antipyretic, she was stunned again for nothing else, just because this antipyretic was the same one Qiao Nan fell ill last year and she threw into the garbage can.

All of a sudden, Ding Jiayi can't help crying anymore.

No one knows how Ding Jiayi survived this day alone.Maybe when people are ill, they will be very weak in body and mind, so looking at this antipyretic drug, Ding Jiayi cried a lot.

But when Ding Jiayi's fever subsides and her illness is cured, her heart will grow a new and stronger shell just like that of the hard shelled animals when the season comes.

"I said, I'm Qiao Nan's mother in class one of your school. I'm going to go to school to see my daughter. You let me in!" After three days, on Thursday, Ding Jiayi was standing in front of Pingcheng high school with a fierce face, shouting that she had to go in.

"No admittance, no admittance!" As soon as the principal received the call, he was so angry that he hung up.

It's not a problem to lend the house that Mr. Feng left to Qiao Nan and his father and daughter. But in order to quell Ding Jiayi's rumors, the principal and some teachers spent a lot of effort. These days, they managed to control it.

The storm of this matter is not over yet. Ding Jiayi is the culprit again.

It's Ding Jiayi's name. The headmaster would like to ask someone to fork out Ding Jiayi directly, so that Ding Jiayi can never step into the school again.

The school is not a public place. Ding Jiayi comes and leaves when she wants to. She really regards the school gate as the back door of their Qiao family. It's ridiculous.

"I'm sorry. Even if you say you are the mother of a student in class 11, we don't know if you are."