Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman. They had no children. One day an old woman killed a chicken. She hid the chicken stomach in the attic for her dear guests, and they ate the chicken themselves. After some time, a welcome guest arrived. The old woman went up to the attic to get a chicken stomach. But then a misfortune happened: the stomach instantly swallowed the old woman.
The old man and the guest sat for a long time, patiently waiting for the hostess to return. So the old man went up to the attic to find out what happened. But he didn’t return either - his stomach swallowed him too.
Without waiting for the owners, the guest himself went up to the attic. And he was also swallowed by an insatiable stomach. Now he swelled, crashed to the floor and rolled out of the house. On the way he met a man. His stomach rolled up to him and said:
- The old man and the old woman kuamachama, the guest kuamachama, you too kuamachama!
He swallowed the stomach of the oncoming person and rolled on. Two passers-by meet him. The stomach rolled up to them and said:
- The old man and the old woman of Kuamacham, the guest of Kuamacham, the oncoming Kuamacham, and both of you Kuamacham!
He swallowed these two in one breath.
The swollen stomach rolled further. Three people walk towards him. The stomach approached them and said:
- The old man and the old woman of Kuamacham, the guest of Kuamacham, the oncoming Kuamacham, the two oncoming Kuamacham and the three of you Kuamacham!
And they were swallowed by an insatiable stomach.
Again he rolls along the road and sees ten young men coming towards him. He rolled up to them and said again:
- An old man and an old woman from Kuamacham, a guest from Kuamacham, an oncoming Kuamacham, two oncoming Kuamacham, three oncoming Kuamacham, and ten oncoming fellows from Kuamacham!
I swallowed these chicken gizzards without difficulty. He rolls on, and twenty horsemen meet him. The stomach rolled up to them and swallowed them in the same way as the previous ones they met.
His greedy stomach swelled like a huge bull's bladder. He only thinks about a new meeting. So he drove up to the fence of a large field, where fifty workers were hoeing the soil.
And then the stomach started its song:
- The old man and the old woman of Kuamachama, the guest of Kuamachama, the oncoming Kuamachama, two oncoming Kuamachama, three oncoming Kuamachama and ten fellows of Kuamachama, twenty horsemen of Kuamachama and you Kuamachama!
With acceleration, the stomach jumped over the fence and rolled towards the workers.
But they did not cower in front of the monster, picked up their hoes and rushed to beat him. The chicken stomach could not withstand the friendly onslaught of the workers, burst, and all its victims jumped out to freedom.
To thank the deliverers, each of the rescued grabbed a hoe and began to work hard. Having quickly finished hoeing, everyone went home.
And the old man and the old woman, groaning and surprised, also returned home.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru