Hello, Mr. Mo

Chapter 131 Yang Yujuan's Sneer
"What? There is 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 is activated for this service, we will be able to know the expenditure of the money in the future." Zhou Fang nodded and said.

Seeing this, Lin Shanfeng explained that he would go to the bank with Zhou Fang tomorrow morning to activate his own mobile banking service.

Every time Lin Shanfeng watched a TV series for half an hour, he went to check Lin Heng's homework.

Until 10 o'clock in the evening, Lin Heng hadn't finished his homework.

"Lin Heng, who gave birth to you? Why are you so stupid? When will you finish your homework?" Lin Shanfeng shouted loudly.

Usually at this time, he is going to sleep.

After all, tomorrow morning, he still has to get up to send Lin Heng brothers and sisters to school, and then he has to go back to work in the fast food restaurant.

Although it looks like they have made some money by opening fast food restaurants, they are really tired, which is beyond what others can imagine.

You have to work like a grandson every day. If you don't do it well, something will happen.

Sometimes Lin Shanfeng got angry when he got home, because he was bullied by customers in the store, he had no choice but to take the anger home to vent.

"Dad, I still have two questions that I can't do." Lin Heng said with a bitter face.

Zhou Fang was already lying down, but when she heard what Lin Shanfeng said just now, she got up angrily and walked over here. "Lin Shanfeng, don't you know who gave birth to Lin Heng? What do you mean by that?"

"I, I was just angry for a while, and I lost my mind." Lin Shanfeng said embarrassingly.

To be honest, Lin Heng looks a lot like him, if someone says it's not his child, he will be in a hurry with others.

"Hmph." Zhou Fang turned around and went back to rest.

Lin Shanfeng continued to cast fire on Lin Heng: "Do you have a winter melon head? How did you grow it?"

"Dad, I have worked very hard now, but I haven't laid a good foundation before, and I have been making up for it." Lin Heng said helplessly.

He also told his father that he wanted to find a teacher to help him make up the lessons and make up the previous lessons.

But my father said that there was no other way. There was no organization to make up the lessons, and no one could help him with the lessons, so he had to ask the teachers in the class often.

The teacher is also busy, so how can he have so much time to make up lessons for him?
Sometimes it would be good 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 don't know how to 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, his head was getting big, 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 sixth grade now?
"Me neither." Lin Shanfeng shook his head desperately.

"Then 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 first.But as soon as he got out of the room, thinking of what Mo Zhicheng said, he went back to the room again: "Hurry up and do your homework."

"I don't know how to do it, otherwise, I wouldn't have sat in the room for more than two hours." Lin Heng said dejectedly.

You must know that he has been doing his homework in the room since he had dinner and took a bath, and he has been doing it until now.

Thinking of his relaxed "learning environment" before, Lin Heng really wanted to cry.

Lin Shanfeng looked at the time, it was already after ten o'clock, and it is estimated that the teacher is about to rest.

It doesn't seem good to ask the teacher about homework at this point.Those students with good grades probably fell asleep too.

"What should I do?" Lin Shanfeng was also asking himself.

Suddenly, Lin Shanfeng remembered that Mo Zhicheng usually corrects his homework very late, so he probably hasn't slept yet.

"Come on, let's ask Teacher Mo." Lin Shanfeng pulled Lin Heng.

"Teacher Mo teaches Chinese, and my current homework is math." Lin Heng reminded Lin Shanfeng, "It's no use if we go."

"It's better to be useless than to bite the end of your pen at home." Lin Shanfeng scolded, "Are you going to make it twelve o'clock?"

Lin Heng bowed his head and said, "Okay, let's take a look first."

Lin Shanfeng brought Lin Heng to Mo Zhicheng's house. After all, it was after ten o'clock in the evening. Lin Shanfeng didn't dare to knock too hard on the door, but just knocked lightly.

If it is an ordinary commercial house, you will definitely not hear such a knock on the door.

But the apartment in Xiangyang was too small, Lin Shanfeng just knocked on the door lightly, and Mo Zhicheng, who was grading homework inside, heard it.

Mo Zhicheng opened the door, saw Lin Shanfeng and Lin Heng, and asked strangely: "What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry to bother you. Lin Heng can't do his math homework. I want to ask if you can help me with the answer?" Lin Shanfeng said shyly.

"Sixth grade math homework?" Mo Zhicheng said, "Let me have a look."

Mo Yu's junior high school math, he can do, this elementary school math is just a small problem for him.

Of course, Mo Zhicheng didn't dare to brag, and took the homework from Lin Heng.

Just when Mo Zhicheng wanted to see it, he found that the light was not bright, so he let them into the small living room, and he turned on the headlight.

Mo Zhicheng just glanced at it roughly, and said in a low voice: "Lin Heng, you can actually do it with this way of thinking."

Under Mo Zhicheng's soft explanation, Lin Heng knew what to do.

"Mr. Mo, you are really amazing. I understand." Lin Heng didn't expect that Mo Zhicheng was just a Chinese teacher, and he was happy to be able to help him solve such math problems.

"Just understand it, go back quickly, it's getting late, you should go to bed early." Mo Zhicheng said.

"Oh, I wish I had come to you if I knew it. I've been thinking about it for about two hours, but I just can't think of a solution to this math problem." Lin Heng said with a bitter face.

Mo Zhicheng smiled, didn't say much, opened the door, and let Lin Shanfeng and his son go back.

Now this time, he was afraid of waking up his family.

Besides, mathematics is not his major, and he only relied on his previous skills to answer the questions.

"Mr. Mo, thank you very much." Lin Shanfeng walked outside the door and said gratefully.

"You're welcome." Mo Zhicheng closed the door of the room.

When Mo Zhicheng returned to his room, Yang Yujuan suddenly said, "It's so late, what are Lin Shanfeng and the others doing here?"

"Lin Heng asked me a math problem." Mo Zhicheng said in a low voice.

"They are really rude." Yang Yujuan said with a sneer, "You are not their teacher, and you came here to ask math problems at such a late hour."

Mo Zhicheng's heart is too soft, if people ask him for help, he will do his best to help.

But he didn't know that the society generally laughed at such people and called 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 want anything, as if he was a saint.

As for that?
(End of this chapter)