One day, the Wise Pig stopped to stay with one of her many aunts, who lived with a poor and wicked peasant, ate from hand to mouth, and, moreover, often received beatings with a knotty stick.
At the same time, one rich man bought a small herd of pigs for his tribe in the places where this story took place and was going to drive them to his own domain. He was a kind and generous man, he treated animals well and always preferred to sell or exchange them than to use them for meat, and therefore a better owner than him could not be found in the entire district.
The Wise Pig learned about all this from a conversation with the watchdogs who protected the herd from wolves and thieves. She hurried to her aunt and began to persuade her to join the good man’s herd, but her aunt flatly refused.
“Go if you want,” she said to her niece, “but I don’t want to trample my feet, and I’m used to it here.” They do not seek good from good.
Likewise, many people often do not want to exchange a weed seed for a bag of rice. As for our pigs, the stubborn aunt has long since died from hunger and beatings, while the Wise Pig, when she is not traveling, lives in the comfort of a good owner, plays in the house and in the yard with his children, and in the evenings tells them a parable about the stubborn aunt.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru