There lived two women. The first name is Khon. Khon had a son, two months old. The second woman has two children: a boy and a girl, the boy is three years old, the girl is two years old. The second woman with children is playing. Her breasts were large, she took them, which meant she was shaking them. As soon as evening comes, she takes them and ruffles them. Children laugh, their laughter resounds from earth to heaven. Here Khon says to her:
- Girlfriend, stop it! Lest any of the predators hear. There are a lot of them walking around on the ground and sniffing around.
A day or two later in the evening, a woman came into their tent and sat down in the corner by the door. As soon as Hon looked at this woman, she immediately guessed that it was not the woman who came in, but a four-fingered lisa.
On the opposite side of the tent, the second woman again takes her breasts and pats them. The children began to laugh again. Hon said:
- Girlfriend, that’s enough!
Lita looked around - she didn’t like it all. Khon looked at her son, trembling all over: she looked at her son, as if she would not eat him! His body is soft, sweet - he only eats milk. But in front of everyone, Lita cannot swallow it. Hong realized that the devil wanted to eat them. She put the wet shavings from her son’s cradle in a rag and carried them outside, and said:
- Grandma, rise up a little.
Lysy stood up a little. Hong walked past her outside.
At this time, the red moon began to rise above the horizon. Hon opened the edge of the door and said:
- Grandma! Your children were set on fire there behind the plague.
Lity jumped out like crazy and asked:
- Where?
Hon showed her with her hand. Litys looked in that direction and thought: “My chum is right there.”
And a river flowed near the women’s tent. When the litya was coming here, she forded and ran back like crazy through the hole. At first the water was up to her knees, then the water reached her breasts, then the water reached her mouth, then she went under the water with her head, only the ends of her hair were barely visible, then only bubbles gurgled. Hon thought: “We got rid of mortal danger; now and from here forward we will be alive.” The fairy tale is over.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru