One day Kuikynnyaku said to his wife:
“Get some berries, and I’ll go hunt for bearded seal fat.” Off I went. Came to the seaside residents.
– Hello, Kuikynnyaku! You have come! For what?
- I ask for some bearded fat.
They gave him a kalaus (leather bag) filled with fat. I took it home. I found a dead fox on the road. I took it and put it in the kalaus.
- Okay, I’ll take my Mitya to the edge of the kitchen. And Chachuchanavut (it was she who pretended to be dead) slowly made a hole in the calaus and let out all the fat. She ran away on her own. She collected the fat frozen in the snow. Returned home to Kuikynnyaku. Mitya asked:
– Where is the bearded fat?
“I left it outside, there, in the Kalaus.” Mitya came out. Returned:
- There’s nothing! Kuikynnyaku said:
- Eh, apparently Chachuchanavut made a hole in the kalaus!
They never ate the masher. Although Kuikynnyaku squeezed the kalaus, he couldn’t squeeze anything out of him—it was empty.
Kuikynnyaku went again to fish for bearded seal fat. Came to the seaside residents.
- I ask for some bearded fat.
- Where is the kalaus that we gave you just now?
- Eh, did Chachuchanavut make a hole in it?
Another kalaus filled with fat was given.
Chachuchanavut said to the fox cubs:
- Hey, quickly cut off my hair from half of my head, also the eyebrow and eyelashes on one eye! They cut it off quickly. She ran towards Kuikynnyak:
- I beg you, fat man! Give me a piece of fat. I am your old relative. Gave her fat. Chachuchanavut quickly returned home.
- Give me a mustache and beard quickly. I'll go meet Kuikynnyaku from the other side.
They stuck it on. She ran. Kuikynnyaku saw her and said:
- Hello! Who are you?
- But I’m your cousin. I ask you for fat.
Gave her fat. Chachuchanavut quickly ran home. She came running.
- Hey, cut my hair off quickly! I’ll run across Zhuikynnyak! They cut their hair. She ran. I ran to Kuikynnyak.
- Hello! Who are you?
- But I’m your second cousin.
- For what?
- I ask for fat.
Gave some fat. He gave everything that was in the kalaus. Returned home to Kuikynnyaku. Mitya asked him:
-Where is the fat?
- What should I do? My relatives devastated the Kalaus. Kuikynnyaku again went to the seaside residents. Came.
- Hello! You've come! For what?
- Giroud please.
– You eat a lot of fat!
- Yes, of course, all because I meet my relatives on the road who ask for fat. Now, okay, I’ll put it in my mouth.
Kuikynnyaku took it into his mouth. Off I went. On the way I met a crook. Well, he laughed and spilled the fat from his mouth. I went home to Kuikynnyaku. Came. Mitya asked:
-Where is the fat? You worthless fat collector!
- What should I do? On the way I met a crook, I couldn’t stop laughing and spilled my fat.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru