One old man had an only son, who, they say, really didn’t like to bother himself: whatever his father didn’t tell him to do, he just scratched his head. One day his father told him:
- Son, the cattle have run out of food, go to the meadow.
“There’s a hole on the road, and when you run over it, the cart overturns.” “I won’t go,” the son refused.
Father:
- If you capsize, Need will help you. You will call for need.
My son went to get food. On the way back, the cart actually fell into a hole with its wheel and got stuck. Little and this way and that - the horse cannot pull the cart out. The Malai began to shout:
- Need, help!
He screams and strains himself, but Need does not come to help. He even begged - no and no help.
Two hours passed like this. In the end, I broke out the malai dryn and stuck it under the wheel. he urges the horse, he himself pushes the cart from behind. I suffered quite a bit, but I pushed it out anyway.
Returning home, he told his father in detail about what had happened.
“No matter how,” he says, “I shouted, I didn’t receive the help you promised from Need.”
- This, son, was exactly what was needed. You won’t be able to reach her by screaming, but everyone gets to know her in their own time,” the father explained.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru