An Old man died days ago. He was one of my neighbours in my hometown. I am from a village in north China, therefore it is not too hard for you to be able to infer that my neighbours there are peasants,and soo was the man I am talking about here. In his youth, sidelines were prohibited , only crops were allowed to grow, and even vegetables were forbidden to plant. I am not sure whehter you could imagine what a miserable life people took then. But the man could raise his family well, I do not know why. What I know is that he and his dressmaker wife have three children, two sons and one daughter. I have almost never seen his older son, who is much older than me. The younger boy is as old as me. He is a handsome ,looking like tha actor, Huang xiaoming. By the way I am not very familiar with him either, though he lived near to me and we are of the similar age , for he went to his bother's city to study as a little boy.The two sons both are ever-college students which earn good reputation for the family, especially at he time when the older son got his college enrollment notification. The daughter is just a woman peasant, who married to a man in anther village. As time went on, peasants were couraged to earn money through their diligent work, the man became the first who began to raise chickens and sold eggs and chickens in the market. Meanwhile his wife began making clothes for the villagers openly. They got rich.
Once a habit has formed, it is difficult to be changed, no matter it is bad or good. Now the old man was far from being poor. He has his own money and his children gave him money now and then, but he still lived a thrifty life. He could not stand any wast. Years ago we had had tap water, the old still fetched water from the well just as what people did many many years ago. Unfortuately, not a month ago the bucket fell into the well while he drew water from the well. A bucket may cost only about 20 yuan. however it might mean much to the old man. The bucket bore in his mind constantly. He made his mind to get the bucket out of the well anyway in spite of his wife's nose. One day his wife went to their daughter's home which is not far away, the old man found it was time for him to get the bucket. He latched the door insides so that he could carry out his plan without others' disturbing(His sons and their families live in their cities). He tied one end of a rope on himself and and the other end of the rope on the winlass, and climed down the well. The rope broke and he fell in the well as his bucket had . He was found dead in the well until his wife got back from his daughter's home.