Transmigrated as Cannon Fodder — I Rise to Female Lead Through Hard Work-Chapter 200: My Son

Xu Zongyin stayed overnight at the Dingping Production Team. Through Li Hongying, he learned all about Chi Moyao’s life here. As he thought about meeting his soon-to-be-seen son, Xu Zongyin felt anxious, unsure of his son’s thoughts.

Having managed the Xu family for many years, Xu Zongyin was naturally smart and capable, yet blind when it came to emotions. Once he set his mind on something, he wouldn’t change it. This was why he could withstand all pressure for so many years without getting married or having children. Chi Moyao was his everything.

Though Chi Moyao was gone now, she left him a son. Xu Zongyin couldn’t wait to rush to Huaixi County. He learned from Li Hongying that his son was a math teacher at the County First Middle School. After entering the school, he naively searched classroom by classroom, standing in the corridor, stealing glances inside.

It took six classrooms, and on the seventh, Xu Zongyin found him. He glanced through the window, and the tall, handsome figure was engraved in his heart.

Blood ties are a magical thing. Ding Ancheng was five parts like Chi Moyao, three parts like Xu Zongyin. His eyes were exactly like Chi Moyao’s, but his thin lips were like Xu Zongyin’s. Upon seeing Ding Ancheng’s appearance, Xu Zongyin knew this was his and Chi Moyao’s child, his eyes turning red with excitement.

Ding Ancheng was very sharp, noticing someone was secretly watching him right away. His sharp eyes looked out the window, meeting Xu Zongyin’s gaze, and Ding Ancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking he came quite quickly.

When Ding Ancheng sent the photo, it wasn’t mailed from Huaixi County; he mailed it during a trip to the provincial city, leaving the address at the provincial post office. Although he knew Xu Zongyin would find the place sooner or later, he didn’t expect it so soon. It seemed he really cared about his mother.

Ding Ancheng took one look at Xu Zongyin, then returned his attention to teaching.

For as long as Ding Ancheng taught, Xu Zongyin stood outside the window. When the class ended, Xu Zongyin suddenly felt time had flown by.

As soon as Ding Ancheng walked out of the classroom, Xu Zongyin approached him. The father and son looked at each other in silence for a while during their first meeting.

Xu Zongyin assessed his son from top to bottom, his eyes brimming with joy and satisfaction. His son was taller, more robust, and better-looking than himself...

Ding Ancheng allowed him to look, calm and composed, though his heart was not as serene as his face. He was somewhat pleased to see Xu Zongyin find him so quickly.

The matter of not finding Chi Moyao, Ding Ancheng had thoroughly investigated in the two years he studied in Jing City. He knew this man had been tirelessly searching for his biological mother, and Ding Ancheng was happy for her sake.

Over two decades of celibacy, all for seeking a lost love. Xu Zongyin’s perseverance was also the main reason why Ding Ancheng sent the photo. His biological father was the person his mother mentioned she wanted reconciliation with in her final words.

"Ancheng?" Xu Zongyin couldn’t hold back any longer and spoke first.

"Mr. Xu." Ding Ancheng immediately addressed Xu Zongyin by his surname, but he couldn’t bring himself to call him "Dad" yet.

"You know me, right?" Although Xu Zongyin felt a bit disappointed, he was more happy and apologetic, not expecting it was his son who found him in the end. What use was he, a supposed husband, a supposed father?

"Yes." Ding Ancheng nodded frankly, "After I came of age, I received something my mother left me—a letter and a jade pendant."

Upon hearing about the jade pendant, Xu Zongyin immediately knew it was the token of love he once gave to Chi Moyao, and his eyes grew moist again.

"The letter described your situation and included a photo." Ding Ancheng gestured for Xu to walk with him. As they spoke, the driver followed from a distance, wiping tears from his eyes.

"My mother explicitly wrote that if you were already married, I should forever be the son of my foster parents; if you weren’t, I should acknowledge you."

"I attended university in Jing City. During that time, I secretly visited you and learned you were still unmarried and childless, so I sent you the photo," Ding Ancheng explained.

"You attended university in Jing City!" Xu Zongyin felt a pang of regret, never imagining they had been in the same city years ago. Ding Ancheng had even come to see him, yet he knew nothing.

"I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I couldn’t find you two. It was you who found me." Tears fell from Xu Zongyin’s eyes.

Although Ding Ancheng had seen Xu Zongyin’s red, swollen eyes earlier, he never expected the man would cry in front of him. "You don’t need to apologize. You haven’t done anything wrong. I know these years have been hard on you too."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zongyin’s tears fell more freely. Ding Ancheng sighed internally, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, causing the overwhelmed Xu Zongyin to cry like a child.

Ding Ancheng took Xu Zongyin back to his staff quarters and poured him a glass of water. "Let’s have dinner together. You can also stay here during your time in the county."

"Is this your marital home?" Xu Zongyin asked, both pleased and relieved.

"Yes." Ding Ancheng nodded, the tenderness in his eyes entirely captured by Xu Zongyin, who knew the couple must have a good relationship.

"I—I didn’t know and couldn’t attend your wedding. I rushed here to find you and didn’t prepare a gift. I..." Xu Zongyin was a bit flustered, "I just withdrew some money from the bank. Do you think if I give your wife a red envelope, she won’t mind?"

"She’ll be delighted." Recalling Yi Roujing happily counting money like a little miser, Ding Ancheng couldn’t help but smile.

"That’s good, that’s good." Xu Zongyin took out a stack of red envelopes, causing Ding Ancheng some confusion.

"I heard from your foster mother that your younger brothers, sisters, and your wife’s brothers also live in the county, so I prepared ones for them as well. After all, I’m considered an elder. Don’t you think?" Xu Zongyin said softly, looking directly at Ding Ancheng.

Ding Ancheng nodded, and seeing this, Xu Zongyin smiled, then brought out three bulging red envelopes from another pocket. "These three are for you and your wife."

Such a large number of red envelopes left Ding Ancheng momentarily amused. "Why three?"

"One’s for your wife’s wedding gift, one’s a token for addressing me differently, and one’s for... addressing you differently?" Xu Zongyin’s voice grew softer, "You—you don’t have to change it now. I’ll give it to you first, and you can change it later if you want. How about it?"

Ding Ancheng sighed, "I’ll change it when giving it to her tonight."

Xu Zongyin looked up in disbelief, his eyes brimming with joy, trembling as he said, "Good, good, good. Thank you, thank you, my son..."

Unable to hold back any longer, Xu Zongyin embraced Ding Ancheng, wetting his shoulder before long.