Transmigrated as Cannon Fodder — I Rise to Female Lead Through Hard Work Chapter 118: I Thought of It Myself

At first glance, Yi Roujing still preferred the first house she saw. The location was great, right between the school and the food factory, and not long from now, the grapes in the yard would be ripe for eating.

Ding Ancheng fully supported Yi Roujing’s choice, "Let’s get the paperwork done on Monday."

After finding a suitable house, they went to the departnt store and bought so pastries, canned goods, malted milk, and other food items. Of course, Zhao Hanjuan chided them, "Take all these things back ho with you. Buying things to bring when coming over for a al feels a bit distant, doesn’t it?"

"I always bring gifts when I visit my own family, so why can’t I show so respect for Hanjuan?" Yi Roujing playfully replied, which made Zhao Hanjuan feel affectionate towards her.

"Ancheng, the application for couple housing will be approved soon, earlier than expected. You’ll be able to move in before the sumr vacation starts," Wang Bingzhi said with a warm smile to Ding Ancheng.

"Mr. Wang, since we plan to buy a house, why not leave the unit housing for soone who needs it more?" Ding Ancheng replied.

"Right now, besides you, the only one applying for couple housing at the school is Huang, who’s getting married in June," Wang Bingzhi explained truthfully, "But she doesn’t et the requirents yet. Even if you gave it up, she still wouldn’t be able to get it."

"Leaving the house empty might lead to gossip, you might as well take it. It’s within the regulations anyway, and the house you’re buying outside doesn’t conflict with this." Wang Bingzhi advised.

Ding Ancheng thought it over and nodded in agreent, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Wang."

"I’m just going by the official process. It’ll be you two who will have to put in the effort during the May Day holiday when you go to the provincial city," Wang Bingzhi said with gratitude in his eyes. "Heping called recently, and Zhijian also visited a few tis. Even the teacher called ."

"I didn’t expect Brother Zhishu to be in such danger. If it weren’t for Roujing’s quick ergency response, the consequences would have been unimaginable. You truly are a benefactor to the Hu and Zhu families," Wang Bingzhi raised a glass and offered a toast to Yi Roujing.

"You can just have soda," suggested Wang Bingzhi considerately, "And it seems the teacher’s spirit and energy are much better from what I could hear over the phone."

"Ancheng, the teacher misses you so much. Who would’ve thought your teacher and my teacher had such a connection? In June, when you take the students to Jing City for the competition, make sure to visit. I’m thinking of going too—representing the teacher and extending greetings," Wang Bingzhi chuckled as he planned.

Upon hearing this, Ding Ancheng imdiately looked at Yi Roujing. He wanted to bring her along but wasn’t sure about the timing. However, his mind also had worries. If the Xu Family found out, they might target Yi Roujing, and he didn’t want to drag her into it.

"Roujing, let’s not bother with those n. Even if they go to Jing City, they’ll just hang around the study playing chess, drinking tea, and at most, having als out for socializing. It’s so dull. Next ti, co with ; I’ll take you shopping, buying things, and enjoying delicious food," Zhao Hanjuan said with a slightly disdainful but excited expression.

"Sure," Yi Roujing readily agreed.

As the streetlights began to twinkle, even though the streetlights of this era couldn’t be called dazzling, at least the streets of Huaixi County weren’t completely dark. Ding Ancheng held Yi Roujing’s hand as they walked towards the guesthouse.

The street was mostly empty, with only a few fleeting shadows. Ding Ancheng remained unaffected, holding onto Yi Roujing’s hand tightly.

"Aren’t you afraid of gossip?" Yi Roujing teased with a laugh. She didn’t mind; holding hands on the street was the most common thing in modern tis. Honestly, if Ding Ancheng wasn’t holding her hand now, she’d be upset.

"I’m holding my wife’s hand, which is only right and proper."

The scent of alcohol lingered in the air as Ding Ancheng spoke. Yi Roujing wrinkled her nose, "You sure had quite a bit to drink tonight."

"Not that much, really. It’s just that Mr. Wang was too enthusiastic."

Yi Roujing found it amusing, comnting on soone’s enthusiasm and then ending up drinking a lot; it was so him.

"Comrade, we’d like a room." Upon entering the guesthouse, Ding Ancheng presented an introduction letter and their marriage certificate.

The guesthouse staff imdiately recognized them. They had been here multiple tis in the past few months, and their looks were morable. Still, it was unexpected to see them this ti with just the two of them, asking for one room.

In the black-and-white marriage certificate photo, the man was handso and the woman beautiful, looking perfectly matched. However, their real-life appearance was even more striking. The staff gave them an appreciative glance before smiling and handing the keys, thermos bottle, and such to Ding Ancheng.

"I’ll get water for you, just wash up in the room," Ding Ancheng was very proactive. Yi Roujing appreciated it and washed up briefly.

She hadn’t been lying on the bed long before Ding Ancheng returned, having washed up as well, locking the door behind him. His gaze was heated, and Yi Roujing’s heart tightened in response.

"Does it still hurt?" Ding Ancheng asked suddenly, but Yi Roujing understood. She blushed fiercely and shot him a glare.

"It still hurts," she exaggerated, fearing he might get any ideas.

"Let have a look, maybe you got injured," Ding Ancheng said with concern, lifting the blanket off Yi Roujing to check.

She yelped and stopped him, "I didn’t really get hurt."

"Let see," Ding Ancheng insisted, and she wasn’t his match.

Despite his desires, Ding Ancheng felt compassion. Though it didn’t seem severe, he was afraid he might actually hurt Yi Roujing. Even if things couldn’t proceed fully, there was still so playful roughhousing.

Afterwards, Ding Ancheng dutifully fetched water to clean Yi Roujing, holding her in his arms without letting go.

"How do you know so much?" Yi Roujing couldn’t help but wonder aloud, not being the type to hold back questions when they popped into her mind. She asked him while still awake.

"A lot?" Ding Ancheng replied, sowhat proud, "I just thought of it myself. Do you like it?"

Yi Roujing ntally chided herself—why discuss such things with Ding Ancheng? He was shaless, but she was the one blushing furiously.

The next day, Ding Ancheng and Yi Roujing returned to the Dingping Production Team by morning, escorted by Xu Jinchun. Riding bicycles, they arrived at the team’s headquarters by ten o’clock.

"Ancheng, Ancheng’s wife, you’re back," Ding Xiaoding was sitting under the big banyan tree at the village entrance, smoking a cigarette, looking sowhat serious. It was the first ti Yi Roujing had seen Ding Xiaoding this way.

"Team leader, did sothing happen?" Yi Roujing asked with concern.

"Nothing major," Ding Xiaoding forced a smile, waving it off.

Once they got ho, they learned that Song Yiluo could return to the city.

"The notice ca on Friday afternoon, but the people in the team only found out yesterday," Ding Anmin said mysteriously, "Song Yiluo can return to the city in July, back to Jing City."

"Yesterday afternoon, Xingye went to the educated youth site to find Song Yiluo, and soone saw it. Gossip spread in the team, saying so unpleasant things, implying they might have had a relationship all along. And now that Song Yiluo can return to the city, they’re insinuating it must be because he pulled strings with the team leader."