Five-year-old Madar, when putting on clothes, asks his mother:
- Mom. Are these my brother's clothes again?
- Yes, my son. Look, this shirt is almost new. When you grow up, I will buy you other clothes.
That same day, his mother took him by the hand and went to eat cabbage soup. He saw the bride and liked her so much. The grandmother, who accompanied the bride, stroked Madara’s head with her hands and said:
“Tomorrow your mother will also find you an equally beautiful bride.”
- Mom laughs and says:
- Oh, he's still small. There is still a brother at home, we will find a bride for our brother at home.
And returning home, Madar calmly asks his mother:
- Mom, tomorrow your brother will also get married and give me all his new clothes?
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru