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Jing Xin’s eyes reddened instantly; this was his son, the son he was seeing for the first time, and his son was willing to share his food with him.

“Taotao, you eat, Daddy doesn’t want it.” Jing Xin’s voice was choked.

“Uncle.” Jingtao called out and looked at Chu Molin.

“Taotao, he’s your daddy, from now on you have to call him daddy, not uncle, you understand?” Chu Molin whispered to Jingtao. He couldn’t describe how his heart felt; would his own child call him uncle after he was away from Qin Xue and her son for a long time?

After hearing Chu Molin’s words, Jingtao glanced at Jing Xin, bowed his head to eat his food, didn’t speak, and didn’t pay attention to anyone.

“Deputy department head, this …” Jing Xin’s eyes dimmed.

“Taotao, look at Uncle.” Chu Molin softly called out to Jingtao.

Jingtao raised his head to look at Chu Molin, not knowing what he wanted.

“Taotao, do you like this person? Can you touch him?” Chu Molin looked at Jingtao and asked.

Jingtao followed Chu Molin’s finger and saw Jing Xin’s expectant eyes. Unfortunately, Jingtao was too young to understand the meaning behind Jing Xin’s gaze.

He just stared at Jing Xin, and then reached out to him.

“Taotao.” Jing Xin held his son’s little hand, his eyes red as his voice trembled with emotion.

“Daddy.” Jingtao remembered that Uncle said that this person was Daddy.

“Child, it’s daddy who let you and your mother down.” Jing Xin didn’t know how to express his guilt.

“Daddy.” Jingtao called out again.

Fang Xiu covered her mouth and cried when she heard her son’s call. Was it really blood ties and instincts that enabled her son to accept Jing Xin so quickly?

Qin Xue gave a helpless sigh, gently hugged Fang Xiu’s shoulders, and patted her back.

“Fang Xiu, you should be happy, right?” Qin Xue whispered softly.

“Mm.” Fang Xiu had a strong urge to vent all her unhappiness and cried uncontrollably.

“Sigh, just cry, it’s better to get it all out.” Qin Xue thought it was better for Fang Xiu to cry it out than to keep it bottled up inside and get sick.

Jing Xin clasped his son’s hand, listening to his wife’s muffled sobbing, his eyes red and tears streaming down his face.

It is said that a man should not shed tears lightly, only when he is truly heartbroken. Jing Xin, a grown man, cried openly.

Chu Molin immediately put Jingtao on the sickbed and helped Jing Xin sit up properly, placing a pillow behind his back for him to lean on.

Chu Molin moved Jingtao closer to Jing Xin so that the father and son could be closer together.

“Deputy department head, thank you.” Jing Xin adjusted his emotions and said to Chu Molin.

Now he was really grateful to Chu Molin and his wife. He could tell that they treated his wife and son very well under normal circumstances, otherwise, his son wouldn’t have gotten better after Qin Xue’s persuasion.

Moreover, his son accepted him after the battalion commander spoke to him for a few words, which showed how reliant his son was on their battalion commander. So, Jing Xin was absolutely sincere in saying thank you.

“Take good care of your wounds. They need you.” Chu Molin said coldly.

“Yes, Deputy department head, I know, I will take good care of my wounds and strive to recover as soon as possible.” Jing Xin looked at his wife and then at his son. Indeed, his wife and son needed him, and he had already let them down enough; he would make up for it with the rest of his life.

In the future, the three of them would live happily together. Since the Jings were so heartless, it was better to forget them. Anyway, he had done enough for the Jings over the years and had already repaid them enough.

“Hmm.” Chu Molin only replied with a single syllable, handing a napkin to Jing Xin after he finished eating the pastry to wipe his hands.

“Uncle.” Jingtao looked at Chu Molin with a desire in his eyes, wanting to drink but not saying it.

“Are you thirsty?” Chu Molin asked without guessing, knowing what Jingtao meant.