In one village, a widow and a widower got married. The woman was good-looking and pretty, but she was a terrible cook. How does the same thing work out: she cooks ngapi in the morning, ngapi in the evening - this is the only dish she knew.
The husband could not stand it and began to scold her.
– You probably loved your first wife. “And you always scold me,” the woman shouted.
“Why are you crying as if I beat you?” Before you said that I was the best in the world!
- How can I not cry? After all, tears add beauty.
- Oh, that's how it is! So, if I die, you will cry just to become more beautiful?!
The husband got angry and went to the headman’s house to get a divorce.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru