My College Teacher is My Children's Mom

Lin Feng didn't know until he saw it. Once he saw it, he was startled.

Good grief!

It's only been a month or two, how did he get so fat?

"It must be from nurturing with Jiayi."

Zhang Yuxi said in an annoyed tone, "Isn't it? Jiayi said Sibao has a big appetite, even bigger than hers."

Lin Feng chuckled, "Well, gaining weight is fine. They say men tend to gain weight after getting married, it's normal."

Zhang Yuxi glanced at her husband and burst out laughing.

"When your son gets fat, and you remain like this, I wonder what Sibao would think."

Finally, Zhang Yuxi looked expectantly.

"This little grandson is coming at a good time, maybe he'll be born during the New Year."

In the blink of an eye, it was late autumn.

Xiao Bao's several months of filming finally ended, and he had lost a lot of weight, which pained the couple deeply.

Xiao Bao shared with them the high level of film production by top foreign teams and longed for such technology in the country.

So Xiao Bao decided he wanted to start his own special effects team.

The couple naturally supported him; funding and connections were not an issue, as long as their precious daughter wanted it, they would give their all.

Upon returning to the country, Xiao Bao was busy with school and entrepreneurship and was quite busy indeed.

In December, there was a rare light snowfall in the city.

This winter felt colder than previous ones, and Zhang Yuxi even developed chilblains on her hands!

The ointment and chilblains medicine from Lin Feng's pharmaceutical factory were unsurpassed, and within three days, they improved significantly.

On December 25th, Lin Rui was hospitalized.

Over the years, Lin Feng leveraged his connections to provide him with the best resources.

Life inevitably comes to an end.

In the latter half of the year, Lin Rui often suffered from ailments, losing significant weight in a few months.

Lin Feng frequently visited him to keep him holding on.

The day after being admitted to the hospital, he began to fall into a coma, and the doctor hooked him up to machines.

The entire process was very fast; within two days, Sister Yan also took to bed.

Lin Feng, Lin Jiajun, and the two children were busy running around, while Sister Yan only needed to stay by her husband's side.

At one point, he woke up, as if he knew the end was near, and made some arrangements.

In this unexpected situation, all the younger generation who could make it back, rushed back as quickly as possible.

The older generation, those who could manage a visit, did their best to come.

Sadness hung over this big family.

The doctors honestly stated that they didn't know when he would wake up next and advised them to prepare for the worst.

Sister Yan had always struck people as having a gentle personality, in sharp contrast to Brother Rui's impatient and irritable temper.

In the early years when Brother Rui wasn't doing things right, Sister Yan supported the family through hardships, and when fortunes turned, her personality dramatically differed from Brother Rui's.

Later in life, Brother Rui got more sensible, his personality became more agreeable, and his plump figure laughingly resembled that of the Maitreya Buddha.

However, Sister Yan's personality became stronger; over the years, she managed every big and small issue in the family, each family's individual matters.

She was someone who couldn't sit idle, always good to the younger ones.

Now that she was bedridden, the younger generation who could be present were there, and everyone looked upset.

It was the two daughters-in-law who took care of her, while the two sons watched over her at night.

Lin Feng and Zhang Yuxi visited once; seeing her lying on the bed, hooked up to oxygen and surrounded by machines, was distressing.

One late night a week later, Zhang Yuxi suddenly felt restless, as if something bad was about to happen.

She couldn't sleep, covering her chest, and seeing it was already past 2 a.m. on her phone, while it was raining outside.

"What's wrong? Insomnia?" Lin Feng sleepily asked her.

Zhang Yuxi shook her head, "You go back to sleep, I'm just going to the bathroom."

At home, only San Bao was there. Several children, including Si Bao, had returned a few days earlier to see Sister Yan for perhaps the last time.

There was a knock; it was San Bao at the door.

The couple exchanged a worried glance.

Opening the door, San Bao appeared distressed.

"Dad, Mom..."

San Bao drove, and upon arriving at the hospital, they heard crying from afar.

They were the first to arrive; walking in, Zhang Yuxi saw Sister Yan's sons and daughters-in-law crying.

Feeling a lump in her throat, Zhang Yuxi struggled to find the right words to comfort them.

Sister Yan hadn't said anything. During the sons' night watch, the machines suddenly alarmed, and they quickly called for a doctor.

By the time the doctor arrived, it was too late.

Knowing this made Zhang Yuxi feel even sadder.

As a mother, a wife, at the end, she truly wished to say a proper goodbye to those who cared about her.

Lin Feng held her, silently comforting her.

Soon, those who could come did...

Then came the matter of the funeral.

With so many in the younger generation, and Sister Yan's two sons being capable, naturally, everything was well organized.

Returning home was already 5 a.m., the sky was gray, and it was very cold.

Zhang Yuxi fell ill upon returning home.

Despite Lin Feng's attentive care, her complexion didn't improve, and even the systematic medication didn't help.

For the first time, Lin Feng was genuinely worried, staying by Zhang Yuxi's side and taking meticulous care of her.

San Bao had never seen his father look so worn out before, nor did he remember Zhang Yuxi ever being ill.

"Dad, maybe you should rest, let me take care of Mom."

Lin Feng shook his head, "You didn't tell them, did you?"

San Bao shook his head, "No."

Unwell, Zhang Yuxi was not to worry the children, Lin Feng told San Bao.

"You should rest; you've been through a lot these days."

"Dad..."

"Go rest."

Zhang Yuxi was in poor spirits, groggy and sleeping most of the time, eating and taking medicine with her eyes closed, fed by Lin Feng.

During rare moments of lucidity, she issued various instructions.

"I've written my will, it's in the safe..."

The distribution of her savings over the years, as well as her jewelry and so on, was already arranged.

"My greatest regret is not being able to see Sibao's child be born..."

"Darling... I'm scared..."

Lin Feng vividly remembered these words and comforted her continually.

If, if this time there's no improvement, call the children back...

Thankfully, after a stormy night, Zhang Yuxi got better.

She looked radiant, even more spirited than before.

This bewildered Lin Feng but he was ecstatic!

On the third day of her recovery, it was Sister Yan's funeral, and all who could made it back.

This time, except for the expectant Xuan Jiayi, all the children returned for Sister Yan's funeral.

After the funeral, everyone went back to their responsibilities, with the children staying only two days at home.

They discovered that their mother, Zhang Yuxi, seemed different than before.

She was no longer as strict, her brow unfurrowed, exuding ease.

Even her speech had softened, less preachy, filled with tender words.

San Bao then told his siblings about Zhang Yuxi's recent illness.

Fortunately, this time it was all resolved safely.

San Bao left last; her job allowed her more freedom, so she spent more time at home.

This time, Zhang Yuxi didn't mention marriage, only reminding him to take care of his health.

Whenever you're free, come home to visit, and if not, just call.

They wanted to call the children but feared the timing would be inappropriate, disrupting them.