Once upon a time there lived a poor man, and he had nothing on his farm except two oxen.
One day he went to plow at the forest edge. He plows and plows, and suddenly a wolf appears to him.
- Hello, poor man! - he says.
- Hello, wolf! - the poor man answers.
“Come on, poor man, let’s make an agreement with you,” the wolf suggests.
- What are we going to agree on?
- While you plow, I will carry you a sheep every day, and when you finish plowing, you will give me one of your bulls.
The poor man thought and said to himself:
- Well, okay! A ram every day - it will cost more than the cost of my bull, it’s profitable for me.
The wolf began to carry a sheep for the poor man every day. Each time they cut it and ate it together.
When the plowing was already coming to an end, the poor man began to worry:
- What will happen to me now? The wolf will take my bull away - s
what will I be left with?
Breakfast was not yet ready, and the wolf had not yet arrived, when a fox appeared from somewhere; She walked past the poor man on the side and said:
- Hello, well done!
“Hello, fox,” he answers.
-What are you sad about? - asks the fox.
- How can I not be sad? - he answers. “The wolf and I agreed like this: while I plow, he will carry a ram for me every day, and when I finish, I will have to give him one of my bulls.” Tomorrow I finish plowing, he takes away my bull - how will I exist, how will I support my children? That's why I'm sad.
The fox tells him:
- If I find a way to get rid of the wolf, then what do you need?
will you give it?
“Except for my soul and my bulls, I will give you everything I have.”
irrigate,” the poor man answers.
- OK! I don’t ask you for anything, just give me that white lamb that is at your house.
— I don’t have any white lamb at home.
- They will bring it to you.
- In that case, okay.
- Tomorrow during breakfast I will pass by you and turn to you with the words: “Hello, well done!” And you will answer me: “Have breakfast with us.” I will say: “There is a dog near you, it will bite me.” And you answer me: “This is not a dog, but a leather bag.” After this, the wolf will ask you: “Lure her, we will eat her.” And I will say: “If this is a leather bag, then tie it with something.” And the wolf himself will also ask: “Tie me up, but lightly.” And you tie him tightly to the cart. After that you will tell me: “Well, now come.” And I’ll tell you again: “No, I don’t trust you, hit him with something.” The wolf asked
Sith: “Hit me, but lightly, just for appearances.” And then you muster up the courage and smash his head with the yoke.
The poor man's soul became joyful, and he even began to sing.
The next day the wolf brought a ram, they slaughtered it and began to prepare breakfast.
Meanwhile, a fox appeared from the forest and addressed the poor man:
- Hello, hero! The poor man answers her:
- Be healthy, fox! Have breakfast with us!
“Your dog will bite me,” the fox tells him,
- This is not a dog, but a leather bag.
“Then tie him to the cart with something.” Then the wolf says to him:
- Tie me, but only lightly, for show.
The poor man tied the wolf tightly with a rope to the cart and said to the fox:
- Well, now come over! And the fox again:
- No, I don’t trust you! Come on, hit him on the head with something!
And the wolf also says:
- Hit me with something, but lightly, for show.
The poor man grabbed the yoke, jumped up to the wolf and smashed his head.
Then the fox approached the poor man, and the poor man, out of joy, picked her up in his arms and began to throw him up.
We had a good breakfast, then the poor man says to the fox:
“Tomorrow morning I will bring your white lamb here.” They thanked each other, and the fox left. And the poor man, having captured
with a wolf skin, he also went home. On the way he began to think:
- Well, okay, I killed the wolf, but I should also catch the fox. In the morning he hid a white hound dog in a leather bag and
He began to wait in his arable land for the fox.
Now the fox appeared, but it did not go the same way as the day before, but almost a kilometer away.
- Hello, well done! - she says to the poor man.
- Hello, fox! - the poor man answers. - Go down lower!
- Did you bring me my white lamb?
“I brought it,” answers the op.
- Where is he?
- Here it is in a leather bag.
- Why did it end up in a leather bag?
- Yes, so that he doesn’t run away.
“I am a fox,” she says, “can a lamb really get away from me?”
The poor man had no choice but to let the dog out of the bag. She saw the fox and rushed after it. The fox managed to run to the forest, and the hound did not find her.
On his arable land of six bongands, the Bedvyak sowed oats and returned home. In the fall, when it was time to harvest, the fox came to the field, examined the oats, then returned to the forest and called all the bears that were there. She led them to an oat field. The bears devoured the oats and turned up the earth as if it had just been plowed.
So the poor man put his wife in a cart and said:
- Let's go and check out our oat field.
We arrived at. the place where their field was, and they do not recognize it: it has been plowed up again. The poor man began to hit himself on the head and say:
- I destroyed myself! The fox has tormented my oatmeal! And he and his wife returned to their house empty-handed.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru