Chapter 425

"Go back and study hard. Don't let those who are good to you down." Mr. Liu still attaches great importance to Qiao Nan. After teaching so many students, Qiao Nan is a rare female student who grows up to senior high school, and her grades do not fall back in the slightest, but she can also maintain her stability.

Miss Liu is a math teacher, and Qiao Nan is not bad at math.

From the psychological point of view, Miss Liu prefers Qiao nan to choose science, so that she can continue to teach Qiao Nan.

But Qiao Nan's liberal arts is no worse than science. Qiao Nan's liberal arts is not wrong.

In the end, Mr. Liu, however, suffered a lot. Hearing that Qiao Nan said he preferred liberal arts, he nodded to let Qiao Nan choose liberal arts.

Otherwise, ordinary teachers will be willing to let go when they meet students like Qiao Nan.

Looking at two years later, I could not point out that I would teach a top student in the college entrance examination, but I flew in the second year of high school. Such a result, not everyone can accept it.

"Goodbye, Miss Liu." In response, Qiao Nan left Miss Liu's office. However, after leaving the office, Qiao Nan did not return to the classroom immediately, but went to the phone booth to call Qiao Dongliang.

Qiao Dongliang to Qiao Zijin's mind, Qiao Nan most understands.

Yesterday, Qiao Zijin lied to Qiao Dongliang in front of so many people. Qiao Dongliang must have been greatly stimulated.

In the face of his father's situation, Qiao Nan can't help but persuade him more.

At this time, Qiao Nan especially thanks Zhu Chengqi for calling her home. Otherwise, it's not easy for her to find out about her father.

Unfortunately, the phone rang for a long time, until the other end of the automatic blind tone, also did not connect.

Qiao Nan frowned. Did her father go out to work?

Qiao Zijin has done such a thing. Her father must be very sad. Can he get up to work in the morning?

Just when Qiao Nan wanted to play the second, the class bell rang.

No way, Qiao Nan can only unplug the phone card and go back to the classroom.

Until noon, Qiao Nan took advantage of the time of the afternoon repair to find time to call Qiao Dongliang.

This time, the phone rang about ten times at the other end, and finally got through: "Hello, Dad, how are you? You Didn't you go to work today? "

Her father's lunch was usually eaten in the factory. Her father received this call from her to show that her father did not come out today.

"No, I took a day off today." Qiao Dongliang's voice is very low and dumb, just like a broken Gong.

"Dad, do you have a cold?"

"Probably."

"Have you seen a doctor?"

"It's OK. Just a few sleep." Qiao Dongliang replied weakly, now he doesn't want to do anything.

“……” Qiao Nan sipped her mouth: "Dad, there are many cold medicines in my drawer. Please turn them out and take them."

"No, I feel a lot better when I get up today." Qiao Dongliang really doesn't want to take medicine. What's more, he doesn't have hot water at home, even cold boiled water.

"Dad, if you don't want to take medicine, I will ask for leave to go home this afternoon to see your situation. Anyway, our family is close enough to the school. Once we come back, it will take an hour. I asked for half a day off, but also came back to study at night. " Her father was really hit by Qiao Zijin.

"No, I don't need to. I have cold medicine at home. I don't need to go to your room to get it. I'll take it." Qiao Dongliang smiled bitterly. With his little daughter, he couldn't steal a lazy one.

No way, Qiao Dongliang turned out the cold medicine, and then simply poured a glass of raw water and drank it.

After eating the medicine on the phone, Qiao Dongliang said, "now, don't worry?"

"Well, Dad, you can have a rest at home for two days. Don't forget to ask the factory for sick leave."

"Yes, I see." Qiao Dongliang pulled at the corners of his mouth and finally showed his first smile today.

It's useless for one daughter to dislike him, but another daughter cares about him so much. He has nothing, doesn't he?

"Little Joe, is Uncle Joe OK?" When Zhu Baoguo saw Qiao Nan sitting down, he asked, "what did yesterday do to Uncle Qiao?" Zhu Baoguo doesn't quite understand that Qiao Zijin is such a bad man. Qiao Dongliang cares about what he does. Isn't it to find trouble for himself.

How nice little Joe is.

Children are not expensive. Uncle Qiao is good enough to treat Xiao Qiao alone. Anyway, Qiao Zijin is not a good thing. Uncle Qiao takes care of Qiao Zijin's death. He will suffer for Qiao Zijin. I don't understand.

"How can it not be? My father is a knife mouth with a heart full of tofu. No matter how fierce his mouth is, he still cares about Qiao Zijin. Yesterday my father asked Qiao Zijin several times whether she had done that. Qiao Zijin denied it. My father must have died of grief when my daughter lied to her. Come on, my father's mood, you won't understand. When you become a father, you will understand. ""You understand?" Zhu Baoguo is not convinced.

Qiao Nan rolled her eyes: "I haven't been a mother, so how can I understand."

Zhu Baoguo blushed a little: "it's OK. When we grow up and become parents, sooner or later we will understand."

"Better not understand." Qiao Nan is not willing to say, to understand this psychology, it must be the same as Qiao Zijin's children have no future, but they are still ambitious, and they have no ability: "OK, don't talk, although it's only in the middle of the term, but today's homework, but not less, continue to struggle."

Qiao Nan is not Qiao Dongliang. After last night, Qiao Nan didn't care about Qiao Zijin.

If Qiao Zijin is dead or alive, it depends on Qiao Zijin's own fortune.

However, happened such thing, Qiao Son Jin is very difficult to have a good end really.

That night, Qiao Zijin was slapped by Qiao Dongliang. After losing his temper, he ran back to Qiao's yard.

What sun Lei said is too much for Qiao Zijin.

Qiao Dongliang said that he couldn't help, Ding Jiayi, Qiao Zijin didn't think of it. Finally, there is only one person who can help her solve this problem, that is Wang Yang.

Qiao Zijin didn't know how many calls he made to Wang Yang by public phone, but he couldn't get through. Even if it was connected several times, it was also received by the aunt invited by Wang's family: "Hello, it's you again. I didn't say that Wang Yang went to class. Even if he wants to come back, he will have to come back next weekend."