Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief

After releasing the words, the female landlord immediately shut the door to death: "It’s really a big forest, what birds are there!"

Ding Jiayi, who was splashed with dirty water, is really sad. It’s more sad than when she was crying, and her eyes and horns are pulled down. It’s worse than Xianglin’s in the novel. Sobbing.

Ding Jiayi sucked her nose and wiped the water off her face with her sleeves.

Old Joe’s heart is really embarrassing. Recently, she has been so safe and self-sufficient. She doesn’t like the dead girl any more. She is still not ready to serve the dead girl, and she hasn’t even smashed it.

She clearly has changed, and Lao Qiao has never changed her attitude towards her. Now that Joe has moved, she does not dare to say that, old Joe, is your heart made of stone?

In the past few months, can you not see my efforts?

Even if your heart is really made of stone, I should have heated you up.

Ding Jiayi really did not understand, the good end of Qiao Dongliang suddenly moved again, and not the same as last time, this time Joe Dongliang did not even have a confession, she did not know where Joe Dongliang took Qiao Nan to go .

Will it be because of this incident, she will always lose the husband of Joe Dongliang?

Unconsciously, Ding Jiayi went back to the front of the small house rented by Joe Dongliang. Looking at the familiar and strange door, Ding Jiayi’s face was “squeaky”, tears rained, and could no longer hold back against the door, slowly slipping on the ground and crying: “Old Joe, you are, you Too embarrassed, I haven’t done enough, isn’t it good enough?”

It’s hard to be done. Old Joe still wants her to be a servant.

In the past few months, she has been holding the dead girl as an ancestor in the palm of her hand. Hey, the heart of the father and the daughter, one more than one!

After the fall, the weather was dry during the day, but at night, the wind blowing, but people can not stand, especially Ding Jiayi is still a wet clothes. When it is blown by the wind, it is even more terrible.

Ding Jiayi slammed a slap, rubbed his hands around his shoulders, and hugged himself. The whole person shrank like a shrimp against the door, and refused to go.

She was very worried that if she left, she would never find Joe Dongliang again, and she would lose her husband, Jo Dongliang. It seems that as long as she stays here, she will be able to wait for Joe.

When the wind blew over, Ding Jiayi slammed it. It was cold and cold. After a while, Ding Jiayi leaned against the door and fell asleep.

When Ding Jiayi was lost, she slept for a night by the door, and when she woke up the next day, the sky was still bright.

Ding Jiayi felt that her head was dizzy, and stood up and stood up, and smiled a bit: "Ming knows that Joe is going to die for that dead girl, and I am still waiting for a night." ”

Touching my hot forehead, Ding Jiayi knows that it must be because of the pot of water yesterday and the wind that blows for one night, so she has a fever.

What made her chilling most was that she slept in this place for a night, no one found her, even sent her to the hospital, her family was ruthless to her, and the people of this world were more indifferent.

Ding Jiayi touched the wall with a dizzy feeling, and finally returned to the Qiao family small courtyard.

Upon returning home, Ding Jiayi failed to hold on, and after hurriedly took off her clothes, she slammed into the bed, and the quilt only had half of it to go to the body, and then she slept completely.

This sleep is a whole day, Ding Jiayi is completely confused and can't remember to go to work.

When she woke up again, the sky was dark, and she had not eaten anything for 24 hours, and her stomach was hungry and cramped. Even if she slept all day, the temperature on her forehead did not fall back.

The body is hot, the hands and feet are so soft that there is no strength, but when you are sick, there is not even a loved one who cares and takes care of yourself.

Ding Jiayi hasn't reacted yet. The tears are like the open faucet. It keeps flowing and wets her face.

Ding Jiayi’s mouth was only a move, and she had already dried up to the skin of the skin, cracking a hole.

Ding Jiayi, who had tossed up all day and night, couldn’t drink water easily, but it was not normal water but blood of her own.

"Hey, how could this be?" Ding Jiayi was crying in the quilt. She didn't understand how she would go to this day. Her husband is not around, both daughters are studying, and no one cares about her. Live and dead.

Before tomorrow...

Until this time, Ding Jiayi suddenly remembered that when she was sick, Qiao Nan always stayed with her side, and served tea.

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

Put on the clothes, Ding Jiayi helped things to go outside, first go back to burn medicine. When Ding Jiayi turned to the antipyretic medicine, she licked it again, not for anything else, because this plate of antipyretic was still sick last year, she was thrown into the trash can.

This time, Ding Jiayi couldn't help it anymore, crying out of control.

No one knows, this day, Ding Jiayi how to get alone.

Perhaps when people are sick, their bodies and minds will be particularly vulnerable, so Ding Jiayi cried very badly when she looked at this plate of antipyretics.

But when Ding Jiayi's burnout is gone, her illness is better. Her heart is like a shellfish that has to be shelled in the season, and a new and firmer shell is re-emerged.

"I said, I am the mother of your school, Gao Nanyi, Qiao Nan, I want to go to school to see my daughter, you let me in!" After three days, on this day of Thursday, Ding Jiayi looked fierce, blocked in At the school gate of Pingcheng High School, he was clamoring for something to go in.

"Where to enter, don't let her in!" Upon receiving the call, the principal was so angry that he hanged the phone directly.

It is not a problem to lend the house left by the teacher to Qiao Nan and his daughter. In order to calm down the shackles created by Ding Jiayi, the principal and some teachers have spent a lot of effort. These days, they are barely controlled.

The storm of this matter has not completely passed, and Ding Jiayi’s culprit is coming again.

One is Ding Jiayi's name. The headmaster can't wait to let Ding Jiayi fork out, so that Ding Jiayi can never step into the school again.

The school is not a public place. Ding Jiayi wants to come and wants to leave. I really think of the school gate as the back door of their Qiao family. It’s ridiculous.

"Sorry, even if you say that you are the mother of a student in the class, we don't know if it is."