Lin Heng raised his head and said, "I'm waiting for you to come back." After saying that, Lin Heng continued to play with his phone with his head down.
Zhou Fang walked over and took a look and saw Lin Heng playing a game on his mobile phone. He couldn't help shouting: "Shanfeng, Lin Heng is playing a game."
"I'm just playing for a while." Lin Heng explained.
Lin Shanfeng glanced at Lin Heng dotingly: "Children, it's okay to play some games. We should combine work and rest."
Coming back too late, the tired Lin Shanfeng couldn't care about Lin Heng playing games and went to the room to get clothes and take a shower. Zhou Fang also tidied the room and asked the child to sleep as soon as possible.
They live in Room 202. No. 2 in Xiangyang Apartment has three bedrooms and two living rooms, with an area of nearly 100 square meters, which is better than Mo Zhicheng's house.
Lin Shanfeng's house has a room for the couple, and a room for the son and daughter.
Lin Heng was alone in the living room. He saw Lin Shanfeng's mobile phone on the coffee table and hurriedly used his mobile phone to operate it. Then he ran over and picked up Lin Shanfeng's mobile phone. After seeing a verification code, he entered his mobile phone and ran
Entered his room.
Lin Shanfeng came back from the shower and saw that Lin Heng was no longer in the living room and sat on the sofa with satisfaction.
At this time, Lin Xiaoxue came out with an exercise book: "Dad, these homeworks are corrected by the teacher for parents."
"What? Are we asking our parents to correct them again?" Lin Shanfeng became angry when he heard this, "What's going on with your Ninth Primary School teachers? They get paid and let us work? Is there such a thing in this world?"
"Yeah, that's outrageous." Zhou Fang took her clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower.
Lin Shanfeng said angrily: "Xiaoxue, you asked your teacher to correct it, and then you said that our parents are not free."
"I dare not tell the teacher." Lin Xiaoxue said timidly.
"Okay, I'll just sign it." Lin Shanfeng took the exercise book, signed his name and gave it back to Lin Xiaoxue.
When Lin Xiaoxue saw that her parents refused to help her correct her homework, she didn't know what to do.
"Okay, go to bed quickly, your brother is already sleeping in the room." Lin Shanfeng gave Lin Xiaoxue a white look.
Lin Xiaoxue retorted: "He was playing on his mobile phone and didn't sleep."
Lin Shanfeng became angry when he heard this. He walked to the room over there and saw Lin Heng looking at his mobile phone: "Lin Heng, are you still playing with your mobile phone? Have you finished your homework?"
"I'm done." Lin Heng put down his phone and took out his homework from his schoolbag.
Lin Shanfeng glanced briefly and asked, "Your class teacher is pretty good. You don't need to ask parents to change your homework."
"I want it too, but I'll help you change it. You don't have time anyway." Lin Heng said with a smile.
"Yes, you are much better than my sister. She knew we were not free and still bothered us with test papers." Lin Shanfeng nodded in admiration. His son is becoming more and more sensible, and he will be as good as him when he grows up.
"Dad, can you give me some pocket money?" Lin Heng asked.
Lin Shanfeng was happy for a moment and went to get ten yuan and gave it to Lin Heng. "After you spend it, ask me for it again."
"Thank you, Dad, I will definitely do my homework well." Lin Heng smiled happily.
Lin Heng turned off the lights and went to sleep. Not long after, Lin Shanfeng and his wife also turned off the lights and took a rest.
Not long after, Lin Heng quietly took out his mobile phone from the quilt, turned it to silent, and continued playing mobile games.
In the dark room, only the phone screen was flashing, and Lin Heng's face was also flashing...
In Room 103, Song Liang, who came back from work, helped his wife Deng Xiaoying, who sells vegetables on the street, calculate today's income.
Because when Deng Xiaoying came back in the evening, she had to help her children correct their homework, so she was busy until now. Even if the teacher gave the answer, it was very difficult for Deng Xiaoying to correct it.
Nowadays, the knowledge learned by primary school students is getting more and more difficult, and Deng Xiaoying, who only has a junior high school education, cannot keep up. Fortunately, the teacher later asked her to change only the multiple-choice questions, otherwise Deng Xiaoying would really have a headache.
"I only made 90 yuan today." Deng Xiaoying sighed.
The 90 yuan was the fruit of her labor after getting up at around four in the morning, going to the suburbs to buy goods, setting up a stall on the street outside at around six o'clock, and selling until the afternoon.
"It would be good if you can make money, but it's not easy to do business now." Seeing Deng Xiaoying's frustration, Song Liang comforted her.
"That's right. The combined money the two of us earn can enable our children to study." Deng Xiaoying raised her head and looked at the small room inside.
Now the couple shares a room, and the son and daughter each sleep in a room and a bed. In two years, when the children are older, they will probably sleep in separate rooms.
They came from the countryside and had no house, so they rented room 102 in this old apartment because it was cheaper on the first floor, 700 yuan a month. However, the weather in the south is prone to humidity, so living on the first floor is particularly uncomfortable.
The primary school teaching in the village was not good, and all the capable teachers were transferred to the town or district. After discussion, Song Liang and his wife decided that they should come to the city to work and take their children to study in the city.
Song Liang searched for some factories and found that working as a security guard in the current factory could provide a certificate for his children to enroll in District No. 9 Primary School. Although the salary in the factory was not high, only more than 2,000, it could solve the child's study problem, which was considered
Yes. The couple worked so hard in the city, all for the sake of their children.
Thinking of this, Song Liang took the test paper scores of his son and daughter and looked at them. They were either full marks or close to full marks. The teacher said that their scores were ranked among the top three in the class. No matter how hard they worked, they felt at ease.
"Xiaoying, go to bed quickly. You will have to get up and work at around four o'clock tomorrow." Song Liang looked at his haggard wife and secretly couldn't bear it.
"It's okay. You can help me look after the stalls sometimes and let me go home and sleep for an hour. I can also come back and have a rest in the afternoon." Although Deng Xiaoying said this, she yawned and went back to her room to rest.
Song Liang carefully packed the schoolbags for the two children before going to the bathroom to take a shower. In fact, he was also tired. He had been busy since the morning. In addition to going to work, he had to pick up and drop off the children and help his wife take care of the stall.
But he is a man, so it doesn't matter if he is a little tired. As long as he can make his family feel more comfortable and his children receive a good education, he will be happy in his heart.
In the early morning, Xiangyang Apartment became lively again.
In the past, some people wanted to use an alarm clock to set a time to wake up their children, but as soon as there was movement in the yard, other people started to move too, and then everyone woke up.
Li Huabing rubbed her eyes and sat up. She was a light sleeper and woke up whenever there was any movement.
After the divorce, her children went with her ex-husband, and she was at ease.
In fact, she made a lot of money by opening a training institution, and has already bought a 140-square-meter commercial house in the residential area in front of her. But she doesn't want to move there. After all, such a big house is empty for one person to live in.
She has been living in an apartment before and has feelings for it. Living here can communicate with some neighbors, which makes it easier for her to recruit students for training classes.
Get up, go down and chat with the neighbors, and let some children participate in the one-on-one training classes of her organization. That is the most profitable thing.
Nowadays, parents hope that their children will succeed, so there are more and more education and training institutions, and competition is fierce. She feels strong pressure.
