"Don't you say you're ill, how are you?" Ding Jiayi doesn't say anything, and Qiao Zijin has no way.
"I took the medicine and had a little fever, which was not serious two days ago."
"Since it's still a little hot, go to bed and lie down. Do you have any medicine at home? I'll boil the water."
"The medicine is gone."
"Then give me the money and I'll buy it for you."
"No, the heat is not high anyway. I just need to cover the quilt and sweat again. I guess it will be good." Ding Jiayi was reluctant to spend the money and would not buy any more medicine.
Qiao Zijin didn't want to run this time either. He immediately agreed: "that's OK. You go to bed and go to bed. It's too late. Give me the money. I'll buy two boxes of rice."
"For two boxes of rice, it's better to come back with some food. It's enough for two or three meals." Ding Jiayi is not willing to give up: "so, I give you money, I go to buy some fresh vegetables back?" Ding Jiayi didn't say that she was ill. It's good for her health to eat some fresh vegetables.
"It's not a problem to buy vegetables, but after you buy them, who will fry them?"
"You!"
Qiao Zijin is happy: "Mom, you tease me, you don't know, I won't do this. From small to large, I can't do the heavy work of moistening my hands and cooking. What if my hand is thick, if my hand is splashed with oil, like you and Qiao Nan, and the skin on my hand is scalded and blistered? You don't know, my skin is not as good as Qiao Nan's, a blister on Qiao Nan's back of hand, not a month, not even a scar. I need to have scars on my body. It will take at least two or three months to get rid of them. It's too ugly. I don't want it. "
Dingjiayi a Leng: "then do you want me to get up and cook for you?"
"Otherwise, you are my mother. Of course you have to do the work." Qiao Zijin is upright and vigorous.
"But I'm sick. I'll have a day off. No, not even a meal?" Ding Jiayi said willfully.
Two days ago, Zijin was studying in the school, not around her, unable to take care of her. She had a fever and had to stand up to take medicine and eat, even if it was OK. Now the Son Jin all returned, does she this patient even have some privilege?
Thinking about the two months when Qiao Dongliang was hit by a car and hospitalized, Qiao Nan treated Qiao Dongliang properly and comfortably, which Ding Jiayi envied.
Son Jin this daughter is she habitually big, Son Jin has some ability, she does not know? She doesn't need Zijin to look after old Qiao like a dead girl, but she has to take care of her. Let her feel her daughter's love for her, right?
"Mom, I think you are confused. Come on, I'll take the money and buy two boxes of rice. " Holding the money in his hand, Qiao Zijin runs to buy a box of rice before Ding Jiayi responds.
Compared with self-made boxed rice, it's a little expensive, but it's meat and vegetable.
With this money, vegetables can be bought a lot, but meat is absolutely invisible, and she is not so stupid to let her cook. She agrees to her mother's request for brain damage.
"Son Jin Is this one and this two going to piss me off? " Qiao Zijin runs to buy a box of rice. Ding Jiayi can't stop her.
Ding Jiayi thumped her chest and went back to the room feebly. Then she fell heavily on the bed and covered the quilt. At the thought that she was not fully recovered and wanted to go to Qiao nan to discuss Qiao Dongliang's move, who knew that she was not only turned away, but also sent to the police station by Qiao Nan's school. She had never suffered in her life. Ding Jiayi couldn't help crying again.
Crying, waiting for Qiao Zijin to come back, Ding Jiayi cried to sleep.
Seeing Ding Jiayi sleeping well on the bed, it seems that he can't wake up in a short time. Qiao Zijin ate his box of rice directly, and bought the box for Ding Jiayi. He moved a stool and put it beside Ding Jiayi's bed.
When the time comes, Qiao Zijin yawns and goes to bed.
In the middle of the night, thirsty and hungry Ding Jiayi sat up, turned on the light, and saw the cold rice on the bench beside the bed. Her eyes were sour. When old Joe was in hospital, he not only had a hot meal, but also served with good soup and water.
How come when it's her turn, there's no hot water, not even a hot meal?
When Ding Jiayi nibbles cold rice into her mouth, Ding Jiayi even eats a little bitter taste from the rice that should have been sweet.
When old Qiao was in hospital, dead girl took care of old Qiao so much. It was her turn to be sick. Dead girl didn't recognize her as mother. Dead girl was dead girl. She didn't think about how hard she had worked before she was born.
"OK, I see. Thank you." Qiao Nan found out that Ding Jiayi had come to school on Thursday when she was on the second day of Friday.
Hearing the doorman's words, Ding Jiayi was finally sent to the police station. Qiao Nan sighed helplessly, and didn't know what to say.
Her father is away from home. She can't go back to bail. She's a student now. She's not 18 years old. Her pocket is empty. She can't pay bail. She has no heart.
"Is this OK?" Watching Qiao Nan leave, the guard asked uneasily."It's OK."
"But that's her mother."
"My mother doesn't have the reason to do that, OK, nothing will happen. She just said thank you. Do you look reluctant when she says thank you? "
"Not then."
"No, hurry up. It's the time to finish school. Keep an eye on it."
"Well."
Qiao Nan, with the key given by Miss Liu in her hand, followed Miss Liu's address and looked for it. When Qiao Nan saw the new yard, she was surprised. This small courtyard is very good. Even at the end of the 20th century, it is worth a lot of money. In the 21st century, in a few years, such a small yard can sell for a sky high price.
In such a good place, the school loaned her to live with her father for nothing, and the school was too generous.
For the first time, she knew that being the first in the school had such advantages.
Qiao Dongliang, who arrived at the front and back, saw the door of the courtyard open and shouted directly, "Nannan?"
"Dad, are you back?" Qiao Nan put down her schoolbag: "Dad, where have you been these days? Why have you just come back? Is your body still working? "
"Do you think there's something wrong with dad?" Qiao Dongliang smiles.
"I don't think so. It looks like I'm getting better. By the way, Dad, I want to tell you something... " Qiao Nan wants to do something about Ding Jiayi.