One man went to visit on a pregnant mare. The owners did not have a hitching post - at that time only workers were allowed to set up a kunatsky and hitching post in the yard.
The guest tied his horse to the owner's cart, and he went to bed. That night the mare foaled. In the morning the owner went out into the yard and saw the foal. He was delighted and began to boast that his cart had foaled. The guest, seeing the foal, said that his mare was in foal and the foal was his. The guest and the owner got into an argument and decided to go to the house to find out who was right.
Psha was not at home - his wife, a guasha, came out to the debaters.
— What did you want from the psha, why did you come? - Guasha asked. The men told how it happened. I listened to their gua sha
and says:
- You'll have to wait for the money. He went to drive sea fish out of his millet field and should return soon.
- What are you saying, guacha! — the disputants shouted in one voice. “Can fish come out of the sea and poison the millet?!”
“This is as true as the fact that the cart has foaled, so give the foal to the guest,” said the guasha.
What could the owner do - he had to give the foal to him.
When Pshi returned from the attack, they told him about how the guasha judged the disputants, and they said that by doing this she had insulted her husband, since she had interfered in men’s affairs. The angry pshi decided to drive his wife away.
“You insulted me,” he said to his wife, “and you can no longer stay in my house.” Go to your parents: - you can take with you everything that your eyes stop on.
“Okay,” said the wife. “I’ll leave, but allow me to arrange a seven-day hegasho before leaving.”
“Let’s arrange it,” said Pshi.
They gathered the entire village. For seven days and nights they drank, ate, danced and had fun. Psha did not sleep a wink for all seven nights.
When the jega was finished and the guests had left, Pshi went to bed and instantly and soundly fell asleep.
And Guasha told the Unauts to harness the bulls to the cart, put the sleeping psha in it, sat in it herself and went to her parents.
Pshi slept for a long time, and when he woke up, he could not understand where he was.
- Where am I? - he finally asked.
“You came with your wife to her parents,” they answered him.
Pshi ordered to call his wife:
“You treated me even worse than the first time,” he said. “Why did you bring me here?”
“You yourself allowed me to take with me whatever my gaze rests on,” answered the guasha. “I only need you—I didn’t take anything else from your house.”
Pshi thought:
“I shouldn’t have listened to my warnings; because of them I almost lost such a sensible wife.”
He ordered the cart to be harnessed and, together with his wife, went to his home.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru