"What? Is there such a thing?" Lin Shanfeng said in surprise.
"Yeah, I didn't know that before. A friend told me. He said that as long as our bank card activates this service, we will be able to know how the money is spent in the future." Zhou Fang nodded and said.
Lin Shanfeng met like this, explaining that he would go to the bank with Zhou Fang tomorrow morning to activate his own mobile banking service.
Every time Lin Shanfeng watched the TV series for half an hour, he would check Lin Heng's homework.
Until 10 o'clock in the evening, Lin Heng had not finished his homework.
"Lin Heng, who are you? Why are you so stupid? When will you finish your homework?" Lin Shanfeng shouted loudly.
Normally at this time, he would be sleeping.
After all, he would have to get up early tomorrow morning to send the Lin Heng brothers and sisters to school, and then go back to work in a fast food restaurant.
Although on the surface they seem to have made some money by opening a fast food restaurant, they are really tired, which is not what others can imagine.
You have to work like a grandson every day. If you don't do it right, something will happen.
Sometimes Lin Shanfeng gets angry when he returns home. It's because he was bullied by customers in the store. He has no choice but to take his anger home to vent his anger.
"Dad, I still have two questions that I can't solve." Lin Heng said with a grimace.
Zhou Fang was already lying down. When she heard what Lin Shanfeng said just now, she got up and walked here angrily. "Lin Shanfeng, don't you know who gave birth to Lin Heng? What do you mean by this?"
"I, I was just angry for a moment and spoke without thinking." Lin Shanfeng said sarcastically.
To be honest, Lin Heng looks a lot like him. If others say he is not his child, he will get angry with others.
"Humph." Zhou Fang then turned around and went back to rest.
Lin Shanfeng continued to spread the fire on Lin Heng: "Do you have a winter melon head? How did you get it?"
"Dad, I have worked very hard now, but I have not laid a good foundation in the past, and I have been making up for it." Lin Heng said helplessly.
He also told his father that he would find a teacher to help him make up for his previous lessons.
But his father said there was no other way. He couldn't find an institution to make up lessons, and there was no one to help him make up lessons, so he had to often ask the teacher in his class.
The teacher is also busy, so how can he have so much time to make up lessons for him regularly?
Sometimes it would be nice to answer his questions after class, not to mention helping him make up lessons every day.
"Hurry up and go to bed early." Lin Shanfeng said with a straight face.
"Dad, I really can't do these two questions. Can you help me think about it?" Lin Heng handed over the homework book.
Lin Shanfeng looked at those math problems and his head was spinning. How could he understand this?
At that time, when Lin Heng was in the third grade, he didn't even understand the math problems of the third grade. How could he understand the math problems of the sixth grade now?
"Neither can I." Lin Shanfeng shook his head desperately.
"What should we do?" Lin Heng asked.
"How do I know?" Lin Shanfeng glared at Lin Heng.
Originally, he wanted to ignore Lin Heng and go back to his room to sleep. But as soon as he walked out of the room, thinking of Mo Zhicheng's words, he returned to the room: "Hurry up and do your homework."
"I don't know how to do it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been sitting in the room for more than two hours." Lin Heng said frustrated.
You must know that he has stayed in the room to do homework since he had dinner and took a shower, and he has been doing it until now.
Thinking of his relaxed "learning environment" in the past, Lin Heng really wanted to hold his head and cry.
Lin Shanfeng looked at the time. It was already after ten o'clock, so the teacher was probably about to take a break.
It doesn't seem to be a good idea to ask the teacher about homework at this point. Those students with good grades are probably asleep.
"What should I do?" Lin Shanfeng was also asking himself.
Suddenly, Lin Shanfeng remembered that Mo Zhicheng usually marked his homework very late, and he probably hadn't slept yet.
"Let's go ask Teacher Mo." Lin Shanfeng pulled Lin Heng.
"Teacher Mo teaches Chinese, and what I have now is math homework." Lin Heng reminded Lin Shanfeng, "It's useless for us to go."
"It's better to be useless than to bite the pen at home." Lin Shanfeng scolded, "Are you ready to do it until twelve o'clock?"
Lin Heng lowered his head and said, "Well, let's go take a look first."
Lin Shanfeng took Lin Heng to Mo Zhicheng's home. After all, it was after ten o'clock in the evening. Lin Shanfeng did not dare to knock on the door too hard, but just knocked lightly.
If it were an ordinary commercial building, you would definitely not hear such a knocking sound.
But the Xiangyang Apartment was too small, so Lin Shanfeng just knocked on the door gently, and Mo Zhicheng, who was correcting homework inside, heard it.
Mo Zhicheng opened the door and saw Lin Shanfeng and Lin Heng. He asked strangely: "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
"Teacher Mo, I'm sorry to bother you. Lin Heng can't do his math homework. I would like to ask if you can help me solve it?" Lin Shanfeng said coquettishly.
"Mathematics homework for sixth grade?" Mo Zhicheng said, "Let me take a look."
He can do all the mathematics in Mo Yu's junior high school, but the mathematics in this elementary school is just a small problem for him.
Of course, Mo Zhicheng didn't dare to brag and took the homework from Lin Heng's hand.
Just when Mo Zhicheng wanted to take a look, he found that the light was not bright, so he asked them to enter the small living room and turned on the headlight.
Mo Zhicheng just took a cursory look and said in a low voice: "Lin Heng, actually you can do it with this idea."
As Mo Zhicheng explained in a low voice, Lin Heng knew what to do.
"Teacher Mo, you are so awesome, I understand." Lin Heng did not expect that Mo Zhicheng, just a Chinese teacher, could help him answer such a math problem, and he was very happy.
"Just understand and go back quickly. It's getting late. You need to go to bed early." Mo Zhicheng said.
"Oh, I wish I had known to come to you. I have been thinking for almost two hours, but I just can't think of a solution to this math problem." Lin Heng said with a grimace.
Mo Zhicheng smiled and said nothing more. He opened the door and asked Lin Shanfeng and his son to go back.
Now that it was time, he was afraid of waking up his family.
Besides, mathematics was not his major, so he only relied on his previous knowledge to answer the question.
"Teacher Mo, thank you so much." Lin Shanfeng walked outside the door and said gratefully.
"You're welcome." Mo Zhicheng closed the door to the room.
When Mo Zhicheng returned to his room, Yang Yujuan suddenly spoke: "It's so late, what are Lin Shanfeng and the others doing here?"
"Lin Heng asked me math questions." Mo Zhicheng said softly.
"They are really rude." Yang Yujuan said with a sneer, "You are not their teacher, and you come here to ask math questions so late."
Mo Zhicheng is too soft-hearted. When people ask him for help, he will do his best to help.
But he didn't know that society would generally laugh at such people and call them fools.
In today's society, how can there be such a selfless person?
Like the last time Mo Zhicheng helped Lin Shanfeng's family, he didn't ask for anything, as if he was a saint.
