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Chapter 1431 Joe One: Give Me Peace of Mind (16)

"Qiao Fu, you are a murderer, you have been a murderer all your life!"

Qiao Yi repeated these words mechanically, Qiao Fu lowered his head and covered his ears tremblingly.

The girl's cold voice echoed over and over again in the corridor, but no one saw her, she had already burst into tears.

……

As soon as Qiao didn't know when she got out of the hospital, she sat on the street all night.

At four o'clock in the morning, some cleaners started to work.

The silence and loneliness of the night no longer existed, and the city began to be bustling and noisy again.

Qiao Yi touched his stiff face and thought, what are we going to do today?

make money?

By the way, if you want to earn money, you have to save enough money to go to school with your sisters next semester.

What else to do?
I have to bring some lunch, otherwise Master Cheng will talk about her again.

I have to go home early in the evening, my mother said, she will make dinner for herself...

As soon as Qiao got up, she walked aimlessly out of the city, and someone called her name from a distance behind her.

She turned her head and saw Pandi Yindi and the thin man holding An'an.

Yindi rushed towards her, crying loudly.Pan Di was wiping tears beside her, only An An looked at everything in front of her in a daze.

This thin man is Uncle Qiao Yi. He looked at Qiao Yi and asked with red eyes: "Zhaodi, what's going on?"

As soon as Joe looked at him, he didn't speak.

The uncle's face was pale, and he coughed a few times before saying: "Your father called us and said that something happened to your mother, and we rushed over overnight..."

As soon as Qiao looked at the three younger sisters, his heart suddenly felt empty.

When she saw the pool of blood, when she saw Qiao Fu crouching in the corner with her head in her arms, she only felt hopeless and broken.But she didn't feel like something was suddenly taken away from her body like this moment.

The woman who always endured humiliation and whispered softly left them forever.

From now on, they are real, motherless children...

Qiao Yi didn't go to the hospital, she took An An back home.

An'an was sleeping soundly in her arms. She watched the sun gradually rising outside and sat stiffly all morning.

Later, many people poured into their home, all kinds of relatives and friends who had never appeared before, came to help their mother with funeral affairs.

Yindi and Pandi's eyes were red from crying, and they hid in the small bedroom and dared not go out.

As soon as Qiao stood at the door of the bedroom, he saw his uncle sitting in a corner of the house, staring at the portrait of his mother in a daze.

She suddenly thought, Qiao Fu's speed is really fast, even the mother's portrait is ready.

Group after group of people came from the family, and they stood around Qiao Fu, comforting him to mourn.

Qiao Fu looked up and saw a smile on the corner of Qiao's lips, sarcasm and biting coolness.

The two younger sisters behind him grabbed Qiao Yi's clothes tightly, and Qiao Yi turned to look at them: "Don't cry anymore."

Pandi squeezed back the tears, Yindi held back the tears and covered her mouth.

My aunt came into the house gracefully at noon, and she stood at the kitchen door and scolded Qiao Yi loudly: "There are so many people in the family, and you, as the eldest, don't know how to come out and help. If there is something big at home, you will bother your uncle. During the winter and summer vacations, send your beggar sisters to our house..."

The piercing voice was mixed with the noisy voices, but Qiao Yi heard every word clearly.

She went out, stood still in front of her aunt, and stared at her with those penetrating eyes.

My aunt only felt a chill on her back, and then she heard Qiao Yi say in an extremely calm voice: "It was my mother who died, not your mother."

Her voice was too indifferent and calm, even her eyes seemed to be emotionless.

My aunt looked at her for a while, but didn't dare to speak again!
　After going through all the despair, as long as there is someone who is willing to redeem her, she will probably go to the flames like moths!

　　That's why Qiao Yihui fell in love with Tang poetry.

　　Writing this episode made my heart ache, and I will never write such abusive episodes again, it really hurts to death.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)