The hare built himself a house. Although small, it is good: with a roof, with windows, with a door and even with a table and benches.
The hare built a house and ran away to visit, but did not lock the door.
The visiting hare is having fun, and at this time a cricket climbed into his house.
- Chrik-chrik, chrik-chrik, chr-chr! — the cricket sang its song. - Nice house! -I lay down on the bench and fell asleep.
The hare returned home and also lay down on the bench.
The hare lay on one side, turned on the other and inadvertently touched a cricket.
- Crick-crick! - the cricket squeaked. The hare got scared and jumped out of the house. A cowardly bunny jumps along the road, crying and bursting into tears. He met a bear.
-What are you crying about, hare? - asks the bear.
“Some animal got into my house,” the hare answers. - Where will I live in winter now?
“Don’t worry, godfather hare, I’ll help you,” says the bear.
A bear and a hare came to the house. The bear roared with all his might.
The cricket heard the bear's roar and asked:
- Chrik-chrik, chrik-chrik, chr-chr! Who's there? The bear listened and listened and ran into the forest: who knows what kind of animal is sitting in the house?.. There was only one hare left.
He jumps along the road and bursts into tears. A fox is walking towards the hare.
- Zainka, my friend, where are you running? What are you crying and grieving about?
- Eh, gossip, I don’t have my own house now! “Some animal got into it and won’t come out,” the hare complained.
“I’ll help you,” says the fox. - I won’t leave you in trouble.
The fox and the hare went to the hare's house. The fox walks straight into the house, wags its tail, and shouts in an angry voice:
-Hey, who's here, come out! If you don’t come out well, I’ll scratch you with my claws and bite you with my teeth! And the cricket answers her:
- Chrik-chrik, chrik-chrik, chr-chr!
The fox listened and listened: who knows what kind of animal it is, and ran away into the forest.
The hare looked back and forth and cried again. He jumps along the road, and a rooster meets him.
- Bunny, brother, what are you crying about? - asks the rooster.
“Eh, my friend rooster,” the hare answers, “I’m in trouble!” Winter is coming, but some animal has taken up residence in my house and won’t let me into the house. The bear wanted to drive him out and the fox wanted to, but they couldn’t...
“Don’t worry, friend hare, I’ll help you,” says the rooster.
They went to the hare's house.
The rooster walked around the house, examined it from all sides and sang:
Ku-ka-re-ku! I'll lock you in the house! I'll cut off your head!
The cricket doesn't come out of the house. The rooster jumped onto the threshold and sang again:
Ku-ka-re-ku! I'll lock you in the house! I'll cut off your head!
The cricket from his bench answers:
- Ch-chrik, ch-chrik!
The rooster jumped onto the bench, pecked, and there was no cricket. The hare was happy, jumping and dancing. And the rooster looked in all corners, flapped his wings and sang:
Ku-ka-re-ku! I'll lock you in the house! I'll cut off your head!
He didn't have any other song. And the hare thought: “That’s how the rooster got away with it! He dealt with my offender, now I’ll be in trouble too.”
The hare jumped out of the house and into the forest.
Since then, hares do not build houses, but simply live under a bush.
A fairy tale goes there, I go here.
The fairy tale is further away, and I am closer.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru