My College Teacher is My Children's Mom-Chapter 629: Poverty Limited My Imagination

The very next day, the family began packing to move.

"What about the old house?"

"We’ll rent it out. Unless you’d rather not, then we can just leave it empty."

"Leaving it empty would be such a waste. Every day it sits is money down the drain. Let’s just rent it out."

The move took three days. Afterward, Lin Feng handed the old house over to a real estate agent to manage, and the family settled into their new home. They wanted to invite friends and relatives in Yangcheng for a housewarming meal, but in the end, Zhang Yuxi decided it would be best just to have An Lan’s family and Lin Jiajun’s family over for a simple dinner.

The house was listed for rent online, and the news leaked almost immediately. People began to suspect that Lin Feng was going bankrupt—why else would he suddenly rent out his house? Soon, someone came forward with a blistering analysis that convinced many that Lin Feng was truly broke. Otherwise, why would he have Xiao Bao take on acting jobs and endorsements?

Faced with these rumors, Lin Feng’s family simply scoffed. Their life was their own; they would let others say what they wanted. When other people got rich, the money was in their own pockets. When they themselves got rich, it didn’t affect anyone else. The most important thing was to live their own lives well.

An Lan was also planning to buy a house that year, thinking along the same lines as Lin Feng: it was all for their children’s future marriages.

"Poverty really limits my imagination," An Lan said enviously as she looked around the new house. She then asked, "With a house this big, you’ll have to hire a housekeeper."

Zhang Yuxi nodded. "We definitely need to hire one. I’m too busy with work to help Lin Feng much with the housework."

An Lan laughed. "Yeah, are you kidding me? It’s 2,500 square meters, and the yard outside is huge!"

Lin Feng and the children were busy in the kitchen, and Liu Bo made his two sons go help as well.

Lin Jiajun’s children were already working, so Lin Feng had specifically chosen a weekend for the gathering. Lin Jiajun’s eldest son had a serious girlfriend he intended to marry. Both sets of parents had already met, and everything was falling into place.

He revealed to Lin Feng that his eldest son had been living at home for several years while working, saving up all his money except for what he contributed to living expenses. The bride’s family wanted a 280,000 yuan betrothal gift, and Lin Jiajun planned to sell one of his ninety-square-meter apartments to cover it. After that, the young couple would be on their own. As a father, that was the most he could do.

Lin Jiajun lamented. His two sons couldn’t compare to the Quadruplets. They didn’t have the financial ability to buy a house on their own, and their work skills weren’t great either. He had to worry about everything for them, and it was mentally exhausting. However, men tend to settle down after marriage. Once they become fathers, they learn responsibility and can be depended on. Only then could he truly let go.

Liu Bo chimed in, "An Lan is always saying I don’t think ahead, but I’m actually thinking the same things you are."

Lin Feng glanced at him. "An Lan has had it tough for so many years, so you can stop complaining. Go clear the table for dinner."

Liu Bo was speechless.

Just look at him, raising so many kids with a wife who doesn’t handle household affairs. Yet everything at home was so well-organized, and he’d never seen Lin Feng complain once...

Comparing himself to Lin Feng, Liu Bo felt he had no right to be upset and glumly went to clear the dinner table. When he saw his eldest son playing on his phone, his anger flared.

"What are you playing at? Get over here and clear the table."

"Dad, I’m not playing. I’m replying to messages in the company’s group chat."

"That lousy company doesn’t even pay well, and they’re so demanding."

"Dad, I’ve learned a lot at the company!"

"Forget it. You don’t want to listen, and I don’t want to say any more. Go call your mom down for dinner."

"Okay."

The dining table was huge, making it feel like they were eating at a hotel. After dinner, both families stayed the night. Lin Jiajun, Lin Feng, and Liu Bo played cards, while the children entertained themselves. For a while, the atmosphere was harmonious and happy.

Online, however, it was a different story.

When Er Bao logged into her account, she found that many people had tagged her. If she took that lying down, she wouldn’t be Er Bao.

She posted an update.

"Oh, our family hasn’t gone bankrupt. Thanks for the concern from certain people.

"And no, we haven’t gone bankrupt. We moved, so we rented out the old house since it was empty. That’s all there is to it. Stop with all the wild speculation and analysis—you just end up looking like a joke."

If this had been the old Er Bao, she would have immediately snapped a bunch of photos of the new house and posted them. But she was now a mature, level-headed girl with a fiery temper! She did nothing more than tag a location in her post.

And then, her army of resourceful followers quickly found out that the family had indeed moved to She Tai Mountain. Someone had taken photos of them moving!

If Mingyue Villa was considered the benchmark for villas in Meicheng, then She Tai Mountain was the benchmark for villas in Yangcheng, where even the cheapest properties cost over a hundred million.

This wasn’t a family losing money or going into debt. They had clearly earned a fortune and moved into an even more luxurious home.

All of those presumptuous posts were swiftly deleted.