My College Teacher i Chapter 692: Want to Date, Don’t Want to Marry

Chapter 692: Chapter 692: Want to Date, Don’t Want to Marry

「In the living room.」

His second son was waiting for him.

"Dad, you’re here."

Lin Feng nodded. "You know what I want to ask. Just be straight with , what’s going on with your third sister and Shao Yang?"

His son began to explain. "They first got in touch about two years ago, back when our youngest sister was in the first grade. But they actually t even earlier than that. When our third sister was studying abroad, she was friends with Shao Yang’s sister, so they got to know each other indirectly. If you do the math, they’ve known each other for seven or eight years."

Lin Feng was astonished. "Go on."

"Wherever our third sister went, she had a lot of pursuers," his son reminisced, resting his chin on his hands. "Back then, Shao Yang was interested in her but didn’t pursue her openly. Later, because of work, their relationship changed from ’friend’s older brother’ to just ordinary friends. After that, Shao Yang started pursuing her himself, but she refused everything he sent, from flowers to cars. And that’s pretty much it."

Lin Feng was getting into it. "That’s it? That’s all? What happened next? What does your third sister think?"

His son laughed. "Dad, our third sister just wants to focus on her creative work. She hasn’t thought about dating, let alone marriage!"

Lin Feng was dumbstruck. "Ah!"

He then asked his son, "What about you? Are you dating? Thinking of marriage?"

His son thought for a mont. "I want to date, but not get married."

Lin Feng was speechless. "That’s just toying with people!"

"But if I et the right person, I’ll get married," his son added.

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "And how does your third sister feel about Shao Yang?"

His son considered it. "She doesn’t dislike him. After all, Shao Yang is a talented guy."

Lin Feng returned to the bedroom, and Zhang Yuxi hurried over to ask, "What did you two talk about?"

"Our daughters only want to focus on their careers," Lin Feng said, dejected. "They don’t want to get married..."

Zhang Yuxi cried out, "Ah...!!!!"

The daughters were prioritizing their careers over marriage, which worried the couple. But since their children had their own ideas, it wasn’t right for them to force them to date.

Zhang Yuxi pondered for a mont before speaking her mind. "I think, rather than counting on them, we’d have better luck with the fourth one."

Our eldest is so imrsed in his research that he forgets to eat and sleep. All his focus is on science. Counting on him? It seems like a dream!

The couple saw that he was just getting started and was incredibly busy, so they decided to wait until he was more settled before asking him.

Lin Feng was more open-minded than Zhang Yuxi. "It’s fine. As long as the kids are happy, whether they get married or not doesn’t matter... OUCH."

Zhang Yuxi hit him, glaring. Lin Feng, thinking he hadn’t said anything wrong, looked aggrieved.

"I want them to get married too, but that’s up to them. What good would it do for

to push them?" he said. "Our kids need to live happy lives. Matters of the heart need to unfold naturally. Think back to how we were..."

Zhang Yuxi didn’t say any more. "All my good luck in this life was used up when I t you."

Lin Feng’s eyes twinkled. "Darling, I couldn’t agree more!"

Though their children were of marriageable age, the couple felt younger at heart, sotis play-fighting like a pair of young lovers when no one was around. Perhaps they were just trying to cling to the last vestiges of their youth.

Later, while lying in bed, Zhang Yuxi brought up their youngest daughter. "Let’s bring her back ho. She’s been over there long enough."

If she stays any longer, she’ll just get into more trouble.

Lin Feng turned off the light. "I was thinking the sa thing. There’s a fashion week show that’s invited her to be a model. I’ll ask her what she thinks."

While it was important to pamper their daughter, she also needed to experience life. That way, she would grow up to be confident and poised. Lin Feng was proud; aside from her grades being a little lacking, their youngest daughter excelled at everything else!

The next day, Lin Feng called his youngest daughter to talk about it, and he could see that the little girl had gotten much plumper recently.

Good grief, how did my parents manage that? I’ve been preparing nutritious als for her, and although she was a bit chubby, her face wasn’t this round and plump, was it?

When his youngest daughter said she would co back, he could see a hint of loss in his parents’ eyes on the video call.

When he went to pick up his youngest daughter, Lin Feng asked his parents if they wanted to co stay for a while.

Lin Dashan shook his head. "No need, no need!"

Zhou Cuilan pulled her son aside. "Your second uncle is sick. Go buy so things and visit him at the hospital today before you take your little girl back."

Their eldest aunt had passed away young, and Lin Dahu had passed away a few years ago. Now Lin Daan was sick too. When people reach a certain age, it’s perfectly normal for their physical functions to decline and for illness to occur.

Lin Feng asked, "What is it? Is it serious?"

Zhou Cuilan sighed. "It’s nothing serious, just the usual aches and pains of getting older. Cheng Dong doesn’t know about this yet. We’ll tell him when he cos back for the New Year."

Lin Feng nodded and bought so fruit and milk on his way to the hospital.

Lin Daan was in a semi-private room. In the next bed was a man in his seventies who had fallen at ho and was now paralyzed on one side. His family seed quite harmonious; two people were there taking care of him. The old man himself was grumpy, constantly muttering and complaining—one mont about a pain here, the next about old tis.

No sooner had Lin Feng sat down than the man in the next bed started causing a commotion. He was acting up again, crying out, "OUCH, I’m going to die, OUCH!"

"It’ll be a relief to be dead, no more suffering... Once you’re old, you’re useless..."

Lin Daan was being cared for by his second aunt and a hired nursing aide. The aide would watch over him when his aunt went ho to cook.

His Second Aunt smiled. "What brings you here? The disinfectant sll in this hospital is so strong. You shouldn’t co again. And you shouldn’t have brought anything!"

Lin Feng smiled and sat down. "How is Second Uncle doing? What did the doctor say?"

The brothers, Lin Daan and Lin Dashan, were now living carefree lives. Their children’s families were harmonious and earned good money. Lin Daan, who had been lean and thin, had even put on so weight.

"The doctor said I’m fine, just the normal ailnts that co with age," he said.

His Second Aunt humd proudly. "That’s because I make him get a full check-up every year and don’t let him smoke or drink. That’s why his health is so good now."

Then she leaned in and whispered to Lin Feng, "The man in the next bed is about the sa age as your Second Uncle. He’s riddled with illnesses from a lifeti of smoking and drinking, so he can’t withstand the slightest bump or bruise."

Lin Feng played along. "That’s because his Second Aunt takes such good care of him."

His Second Aunt bead even more proudly at this. "Did you hear that? It’s all thanks to ."

Lin Feng stayed for a while longer, then went to ask the attending doctor a few questions before saying his goodbyes and leaving.

He pinched his youngest daughter’s chubby cheeks. "What have you been eating to get so plump!"

His youngest daughter quickly checked herself in a mirror. "Did I really get that much fatter?"

Lin Feng had forgotten how much his little girl cared about her appearance. "No, no, just a tiny bit."

His youngest daughter sighed like a little adult. "Daddy, do you know why I got fat?"

Lin Feng didn’t know, but he could guess.

His youngest daughter fretted, "Whatever I want to eat, Grandma makes for .

"I tell her I’m full, but Grandma thinks I’m still hungry...

"She keeps feeding . Even when I say I can’t eat anymore, she doesn’t believe ! So, that’s how I got so fat."

Lin Feng lovingly stroked her head. She was a sweet, dutiful child; she wasn’t angry with her grandparents.

"Your grandparents just miss you, and they’re afraid you’ll go hungry," he said gently. "Haven’t you ever heard that there’s a kind of hunger only your grandma feels for you, and a kind of cold only your mother feels for you?"

His youngest daughter lifted her small face. "I know!"