Being a Good Person Feels Great

The third day, fourth day, fifth day…

After a week, Liu Daifen met another sweeper while sweeping the streets in the morning. The other sweeper was an old man with white hair. He was in a good mood and greeted her when he saw her. "Daifen, today's payday, right? Haha… I heard there will be a raise. We are going to get an increment of tens of yuan. I counted that we should be able to get eighteen hundred yuan this month. Heh heh… If we scrimp a little, we should be able to save a few hundred every month."

However, these words sounded like thunder in Li Haopeng's ears! Such hard work for a month only earned his mother eighteen hundred yuan? He had tipped the streamer a thousand a round… Recalling the fifty thousand he had tipped and how the elderly man mentioned how it was possible to save a few hundred every month if they scrimped, how long would it take to save fifty thousand yuan?