If mom hurt Qiao Nan, dad would definitely be angry.
If mom keeps quarreling with dad because of Qiao Nan, can dad forgive mom
Seeing that Qiao Nan was injured, Ding Jiayi was like a squib, lighting it up and then extinguishing it.
On the contrary, Qiao Dongliang's eyes widened, and the murderous intent in his eyes frightened Ding Jiayi until her face turned pale.
Qiao Dongliang can be regarded as a good old man. He usually doesn't get angry, but people who don't get angry are more frightening when they show a little bit of anger. Qiao Dongliang is definitely this kind of person.
So when Qiao Dongliang showed his anger, Ding Jiayi couldn't be arrogant and could only keep smiling.
Qiao Dongliang parked his bicycle and stopped arguing with Ding Jiayi in the yard: "Come back to your room with me. I have something to tell you."
After Qiao Dongliang finished speaking, he walked into their house. Ding Jiayi followed behind, holding her breath and hunched her neck.
Qiao Zijin was so frightened that he ran to Qiao Nan and took Qiao Nan's hand: "Nan Nan, dad's expression is not right. What's wrong with dad? Do you think dad will quarrel with mom? Should we Want to persuade?"
Qiao Nan pulled Qiao Zijin's hand away: "If you want to persuade him, go ahead and persuade him. I can't persuade him, I'm afraid of getting beaten."
The moment before her death, Qiao Nan was heartbroken by Ding Jiayi, her biological mother, and was angered to death by Ding Jiayi's words.
The time of her rebirth in this life was too coincidental. After knowing that her fever was not a coincidence at all, but man-made, the most egregious thing was that her mother clearly had medicine in her hand and would not give it to her even if she threw it away. She was really her mother daughter? !
At times like this, she really wished that her parents had picked her up!
"Nan Nan, don't you want to see mom and dad get along well?" Qiao Zijin opened his mouth and coaxed Qiao Nan as usual: "If I get a few beatings and feel a little wronged, my parents can get back together. As before, I am definitely willing to go.”
Qiao Nan got angry when she heard Qiao Zijin's words.
In her previous life, she had become a brainless person under Qiao Zijin's storm of brainwashing.
Qiao Zijin always says the nice things, but she is the only one who does this stupid thing!
Qiao Nan sneered: "Sister, you all said that, then you go to the room to persuade. Mom hurts you so much, and you are also taken for your mother. Hurry up, you can finish it, your parents can close alright."
Anyway, it would definitely not be Dad who would take action, only Mom would be the one to vent her emotions.
Facing her most precious eldest daughter, it is impossible for her mother to take action.
Seeing that Qiao Zijin was in a daze and didn't move, Qiao Nan pushed Qiao Zijin and said, "Sister, go quickly. My parents will start arguing if we go late."
Before Qiao Zijin opened his mouth to speak, his body had already reacted in the most honest way. He twisted and refused to enter the room of Qiao Dongliang and his wife.
Qiao Zijin smiled and said: "My parents are quarreling a lot now. If I go at this time, my father and mother will definitely look ugly. I, I will wait until they have finished arguing before trying to persuade them." With that, Qiao Zijin ran directly Went back to his room.
Qiao Nan sneered. She should have known about Qiao Zijin's selfish and self-reliant character, which is why her mother regarded Qiao Zijin as a treasure.
I don't know what Qiao Dongliang talked about with Ding Jiayi. Since that day, Ding Jiayi has never touched Qiao Nan's finger, but the look she stared at Qiao Nan was very unkind, as if she were looking at an enemy. .
Moreover, from this day on, Ding Jiayi began to ignore Qiao Nan, pretending that there was no such person as Qiao Nan in the family.
Qiao Nan smiled. She knew this method, which was called cold violence.
In her previous life, whenever her mother made any request and she didn't meet it, her mother would either cry, make trouble, or hang herself, or she would do this.
At that time, she was also a bitch. She always felt that her mother ignored her. She felt uncomfortable in her heart. No matter how hard it was, she could endure it and wanted to help her mother be fulfilled.
In this life, her mother likes to talk or not, and she has one less person to scold, so she is more comfortable!
Sitting in her room, Qiao Nan was thinking about how she could continue to live well in this life. She must continue to study, but she had no impression of the knowledge she learned in junior high school.
Even though at this time, people who go to technical secondary schools are more promising than those who go to high school, Qiao Nan knows that college students will be popular in the future, with high diplomas.
Qiao Nan rummaged through her room. Not to mention the junior high school textbooks, she didn't even find an exercise book. How could she master the knowledge of junior high schools so that she could pass the key high school exams
Qiao Nan thought for a while and went directly to Qiao Zijin: "Sister, why are my books from the first and second grade of junior high school missing?"
Qiao Zijin, who was eating a milk popsicle, said coolly: "How do I know where your book is?"
Qiao Nan stared at Qiao Zijin's milk popsicle for a few times: "Do you still have your books? Can you lend me your books from three years of junior high school?"
Qiao Zijin thought Qiao Nan was greedy and wanted to eat his popsicle, so he bit down the popsicle in three or two bites. His teeth hurt from the cold, and he couldn't speak clearly: "I've finished the exam, so mom put me I’ve sold all my books, it would be good to get some money back.”
Of course, at that time, my mother also sold Qiao Nan's first and second grade books very smoothly.
Mom wasn't even ready to let Qiao Nan continue studying, so why did she keep the first and second grade books for Qiao Nan
Even if Qiao Zijin didn't say it clearly, Qiao Nan, who had been dealing with Ding Jiayi for the second time in her life, didn't know what her mother was like: "Did mom also sell my books?"
Qiao Zijin's face froze. He didn't know whether he was frozen or frightened by Qiao Nan's reaction: "How should I know? My book is gone anyway."
Qiao Nan pursed her lips and sneered. She didn't believe that Qiao Zijin didn't know anything about it.
"Why are you going?" Seeing Qiao Nan about to leave, Qiao Zijin quickly stopped Qiao Nan: "Because of you, my parents have quarreled twice in three days. Can you stop destroying your parents' relationship?" Feeling in love?"
"Get out of the way!" Qiao Nan pushed Qiao Zijin away unceremoniously and returned to her room.
School is about to start in half a week. Not only does she have to learn new knowledge from the third grade of junior high school, but she also has to pick up the knowledge from the first and second grades of junior high school.
Without books, she would definitely not be able to do it. If she couldn't rely on others, she would have to rely on herself.
Qiao Nan's room was very small, with almost only a bed, but Qiao Nan dug a hole in her room.
Houses in the 1980s and 1990s are not like those in the 21st century, but all houses have cement floors. Especially Qiao Nan's room, not to mention cement, is not even paved with bricks, it is a mud floor.
Normally, Ding Jiayi would never give Qiao Nan money. Even if she gave her money during the Chinese New Year, Ding Jiayi would go back behind Qiao Dongliang's back.
In order to act in front of Qiao Dongliang, Ding Jiayi asked Qiao Nan to turn around and put the meat back with her chopsticks, so how could she be willing to give Qiao Nan money.
Ding Jiayi wouldn't give it to her, but Qiao Dongliang would give it to her occasionally. Qiao Nan would save it all if she couldn't bear to use it, and it would come in handy at this time.