What good things have you done that are unknown?

Donate money, donate blood, give up your seat, help the old people passing by to carry heavy objects, etc. They are all made sporadically, and so are many people. These are not unknown good things for me. When I was in junior high school, I did something that my parents didn't know and didn't tell anyone. Let's see if this is a good thing.

More than 20 years ago, in the third-tier cities of our country, buildings were all 7 or 8 floors. At that time, all the teachers in the school taught: study hard and make progress every day, learn from Lei Feng's good example, and learn from Lai Ning's dedication. I was wearing a red scarf on my chest. Under the teacher's daily publicity and education, I often wonder what I can do to help others.

One day, my deskmate told me that an old woman lived in the corridor next to their house. Her child died young. She's the only one at home now. She had no place to live, so she built a nest under the stairs on the first floor. Without money, she earns her living by collecting junk every day. I haven't seen that old woman come out to collect junk these days. I wonder if she is ill.

It suddenly dawned on me that together with my deskmate, we decided to find a way to help the old woman. But how?

At that time, we were only junior high school students, and breakfast was only 35 cents. That family is just an ordinary worker's family, so it is unrealistic to ask for money to donate. After thinking for a long time, the two of us decided to help her pick up junk. The two of us went to the scrap collection station to ask about it. The cartons are too heavy for our children to carry, and there is no tricycle to transport them. At that time, scrap iron was the most valuable, so we picked it up along the railway. There is another thing that is light, easy to collect and can be sold at a price: cans.

Schools, restaurants, railways, residential buildings ... We both go to these places after school every day, and put the scrap iron and cans we find in plastic bags and wait for them to be sold together at the weekend. In this way, every little makes a mickle, and we can sell it to 9 yuan every week. You know, the monthly salary of an ordinary worker at that time was 150 yuan. As soon as the waste products are sold out every week, we send all the pennies to the old woman. The old woman refused to accept it at first, but later we said that she would accept it as long as we didn't ask the family for a penny of the money we collected.

Besides, we also skipped the school lunch and gave it to the old woman. At that time, the popular meals at school were usually steamed buns or baked cakes. The child felt that it was no big deal to be hungry, so he endured not eating and gave it directly to the old woman after school.

This kind of life lasted about three months. Later, when the old woman recovered from her illness, she was able to go out and collect waste by herself. Sometimes when we deliver something, she is not here, so we just wrap the food and put it at her house. Later, she kept asking us to stop giving her food and money, let us study hard and say that she can take care of herself.

Slowly, we went less and less. We used to sell waste products every week, but later we only sold them once a month. We haven't been there since then.

In retrospect, I was a child at that time and didn't know how to help others. It's just a whim, and it seems to have helped others briefly. I wonder what happened to the old woman. What will she do if she encounters the same difficulty in the future?

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