When I was young, I lived in a small village in Melaka, Malaysia with my parents and two brothers. 1 we were poor, we lived happily. The Lin family, living in the bicycle shop opposite our house, had an even 2 life.
Mr. Lin, the bicycle repairman, had six children. He couldn't buy new clothes and get enough food for them. His children were always dressed in old clothes and looked very 3 . My father was kind-hearted. He ran a grocery store (食品杂货店). He 4 took whatever food we could spare to Mr. Lin.
To make more money, Mr. Lin started selling second-hand 5 in his shop. He worked very hard. As time 6 , the number of customers in his shop increased and a lot of bicycles were sold out. The business in his shop got better and better.
It was at this time that my father fell ill for no clear reason. My mother took him to see doctors many times, but he didn't get better. Even worse, the business in the grocery store was in danger of failing. And one of us children had to stop schooling because we could not 7 the fees (费用).
Mr. Lin knew about our difficulties and came to help. He introduced my father to a famous doctor. And not long, the doctor healed (治愈) my father. Mr. Lin also raised money to support 8 education.
Thanks to Mr. Lin, things got better. Whenever I met up with Mr. Lin, I would thank him 9 his help. Mr. Lin said with a big smile, "I'm just repaying (回报) the 10 that your father has shown me."
