One man had a son - a good guy, hard-working, prominent. The time has come to marry him. The father began to think about how to find him an equally good girl. And I thought about it. He loaded the cart with plums, drove around the village and shouted:
- Hey, people, I'm exchanging plums for rubbish!
The news quickly spread: some man had gone crazy and was trading plums for rubbish. Women ran and began to collect rubbish in the houses of revenge in order to exchange them for plums. There, you see, a girl is dragging an entire apron of rubbish, another is carrying a full basket, and one boasts that she could exchange all the plums for rubbish, but it’s just disgusting to clean the house. And the man gave them all a lot of plums. A girl comes up, clutching some dust in her hand and also asks for a drain.
- Why did you gain so little?
The girl was ashamed and answered quietly:
- I would have brought more, but no. And it was barely scraped together in the corners.
The man found what he was looking for. He sees that the girl is good and tidy, and he sent matchmakers to her. She married his son, and they lived a happily long life.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru