Mulla's wife was angry with him, so she placed hot soup in front of him without warning him.
However, she herself was hungry and, when the soup was ready, she took a large sip. Tears immediately flowed from her eyes from the pain, but again she did not say anything in the hope that Mulla would also get burned.
- What happened, dear? - Nasreddin asked.
“I remembered my poor old mother.” When she was alive, she also really liked this soup.
Here Nasreddin also took a mouthful of scalding liquid, and tears flowed down his cheeks.
-Are you crying, Nasreddin?
- Yes, I cry at the thought that your poor old mother died, forgetting to take you with her!
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru