Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare. The fox had an ice hut, the hare had a bast hut. The red spring has come - the fox’s hut has melted, but the hare’s hut remains as before.
So the fox asked him to spend the night, and kicked him out of the hut. The dear bunny is walking and crying. A dog meets him:
— Tuff, tuff, tuff! Why, bunny, are you crying? - How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to spend the night, but she kicked me out. “Don’t cry, bunny!” I will help your grief.
They approached the hut. The dog barked:
— Tuff, tuff, tuff! Get out, fox!
And the fox from the stove:
- As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!
The dog got scared and ran away. The bunny walks along the road again, crying. A bear meets him:
- What are you crying about, bunny? - How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked to spend the night, but she kicked me out. “Don’t cry, I’ll help your grief.” “No, you won’t.” The dog chased him, but he didn’t kick him out, and you can’t kick him out. - No, I’ll kick him out!
They approached the hut. The bear will scream:
- Get out, fox!
And the fox from the stove:
- As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!
The bear got scared and ran away. The bunny is coming again. A bull meets him:
- Why, bunny, are you crying? - How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked to spend the night, but she kicked me out. “Come on, I’ll help your grief.” “No, bull, you can’t help.” The dog chased - he didn’t drive him out, the bear chased - he didn’t drive him out, and you can’t drive him out. - No, I’ll kick you out!
They approached the hut. The bull roared:
- Get out, fox!
And the fox from the stove:
- As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!
The bull got scared and ran away. The little bunny is walking along the road again, crying more than ever. A rooster with a scythe meets him:
- Ku-ka-riku! What are you crying about, bunny? - How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked to spend the night, but she kicked me out. “Come on, I’ll help your grief.” “No, rooster, you can’t help.” The dog chased but didn’t drive him out, the bear chased him but didn’t kick him out, the bull chased him but didn’t kick him out, and you can’t kick him out. - No, I’ll kick you out!
They approached the hut. The rooster stomped his paws and beat his wings:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! I’m walking on my heels, I’m carrying my scythe on my shoulders, I want to whip the fox, Get off the stove, fox, get out, fox!
The fox heard, got scared and said:
- I’m putting on my shoes...
Rooster again:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! I’m walking on my heels, I’m carrying my scythe on my shoulders, I want to whip the fox, Get off the stove, fox, get out, fox!
Lisa says again:
- I'm getting dressed...
Rooster for the third time:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! I’m walking on my heels, I’m carrying my scythe on my shoulders, I want to whip the fox, Get off the stove, fox, get out, fox!
The fox ran out unconscious, and the rooster then killed her with a scythe. And they began to live with the bunny in a bast hut.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru