A hungry fox came across carrion and let's tear it up. She's full, but can't digest it. She became alarmed and began to beg the quail:
- Just help me, neighbor, and I won’t touch your chicks!
- OK! - the quail agreed. “I’ll fly, and you run after me on the ground.” The quail took off, followed by the fox. He runs through the mountains, through fields, through gullies, his sides even collapsed.
- Well, godmother, have you digested it? - asks the quail.
“I’ve digested it,” answers the fox, “but now I want to laugh.” Make me laugh, gossip, and I will never touch your chicks in my life.
“I’ll make you laugh, so be it, it’s a simple matter,” the quail answers. - Run after me, and you’ll see!
The quail brought the fox to the threshing floor, hid it in a haystack, and sat down on the bull’s horn. The man swung at her to drive her away, but she flew up, the whip hit the bull on the horn and broke it off. The fox bursts into laughter and dies with laughter.
Meanwhile, the quail landed on a pot of matsoni. They threw a stone at her, but it hit a pot. The pot broke and the matsoni spilled.
The fox bursts into laughter and dies with laughter. A quail landed on the child’s head, and he waved a twig, the quail flew away, and the twig hit his head. The child roars, and the fox bursts into laughter and dies with laughter. A quail flew up to the fox and asked:
- Well, did you make me laugh?
Meanwhile, the fox got hungry, she reached out to the quail, wanted to catch and eat it, and she flew up, landed on the top of the sheaf and shouted to the fox:
- I'll make you laugh!
The threshing men crept up to the quail and waved their whips. The quail flew up and the whip hit the fox on the head.
The quail flew up to her nest and said to the fox:
- From now on, when you start bragging, remember me too!
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru