The elderly man saves money by being thrifty, collecting and selling scrap every day. Surprisingly, it’s not because he can’t afford to eat, but because he secretly saves money to aid children in remote mountainous areas.
In some impoverished and remote areas, children’s living conditions are extremely poor. For ordinary children, going to school is normal, but for them, it is a luxury. Various reasons cause difficulties in their schooling.
Due to inconvenient transportation, from home to school, they might need to trek through mountains and rivers, walking for two or three hours.
With family difficulties, and parents not at home, they rely on their grandparents at a young age. There are many farm chores to do.
Such as helping the family plant crops, cutting pig grass, feeding cows, etc.
These children long to study, longing to change their fate with knowledge.
But in such places, the methods are very challenging. No teachers are willing to go, and schools lack funding, among other issues.
The ten thousand yuan donated by the elderly might cover a month’s meal expenses for dozens of children and teachers. Or it might install electric lights in classrooms, fit transparent glass windows.
"Here’s your money, I’ve picked it up for you. Please keep it."
Li Jingsheng returned the money and the remittance slip to the elderly.
"You’re selling scrap to donate to the Hope Primary School!"
He asked with boundless respect.
"Those little kids are so pitiful, their classrooms let in wind in winter and rain in summer, and teachers and students eat only potatoes. They can’t even afford a plain steamed bun. After I saw it on TV, I thought of helping those kids. My monthly pension is over eight thousand, and before my spouse passed away, her pension was over five thousand, so we donated ten thousand every month over there, at least we could let them eat some meat, and ensure their classrooms don’t let in wind and rain."
After my spouse passed away, my pension alone was not enough, so I thought of recycling waste to sell.
I could sell more than a thousand a month.
Now that I’m familiar with it, selling over two thousand a month is no problem.
Thinking of ways, it’s possible to gather enough for a ten thousand donation."
The elderly man’s words are genuine.
As if having done such a great and selfless deed, it’s like a trivial matter.
Li Jingsheng felt his soul had been deeply cleansed.
Not all elderly people have turned bad.
Many elderly people are particularly great.
At this point, he inadvertently glimpsed at the elder’s right hand, and noticed a wound on the side of the index finger.
Because the elder’s hand is quite dirty, it’s hard to notice without looking carefully.
"Let me see your hand!"
Li Jingsheng grabbed the elder’s right hand and examined it carefully.
The wound seemed quite deep, and the surroundings were still somewhat swollen.
"When did you injure your hand? How did it happen?"
He pondered over the cause but couldn’t come to a conclusion.

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