Once upon a time there lived a goat with kids. The goat went into the forest to eat silk grass and drink cold water. As soon as he leaves, the little goats will lock the hut and won’t go out. The goat comes back, knocks on the door and sings:
- Little goats, guys! Open up, open up! Your mother came and brought milk; Milk runs along the groove, From the groove along the hoof, From the hoof into the cheese earth!
The little goats will unlock the door and let their mother in. She will feed them, give them something to drink and go back into the forest, and the kids will lock themselves up tightly.
One day a wolf overheard a goat singing. Once the goat left, the wolf ran to the hut and shouted in a thick voice:
- You, kids! You little goats! Open up, open up, your mother has come, brought milk. The hooves are full of water!
The kids answer him: “We hear, we hear - but this is not mother’s voice!” Our mother sings in a thin voice and does not lament like that.
The wolf has nothing to do. He went to the forge and ordered his throat to be reforged so that he could sing in a thin voice. The blacksmith reforged his throat. The wolf again ran to the hut and hid behind a bush.
Here comes the goat and knocks:
- Little goats, guys! Open up, open up! Your mother came and brought milk; Milk runs along the groove, From the groove along the hoof, From the hoof into the cheese earth!
The kids let their mother in and let us tell how the wolf came and wanted to eat them.
The goat fed and watered the kids and strictly punished them:
“Whoever comes to the hut and begs in a thick voice so that he doesn’t go through everything that I laud to you, don’t open the door, don’t let anyone in.”
As soon as the goat left, the wolf again walked towards the hut, knocked and began to lament in a thin voice:
- Little goats, guys! Open up, open up! Your mother came and brought milk; Milk runs along the groove, From the groove along the hoof, From the hoof into the cheese earth!
The kids opened the door, the wolf rushed into the hut and ate all the kids. Only one little goat was buried in the stove.
The goat comes, no matter how much she calls or laments, no one answers her. He sees the door is open, he runs into the hut - there is no one there. I looked into the oven and found one little goat.
When the goat found out about her misfortune, she sat down on a bench and began to grieve and cry bitterly:
- Oh, my children, little goats! What did they open up and open up to, did the Evil Wolf get it?
The wolf heard this, entered the hut and said to the goat:
- Why are you sinning against me, godfather? I didn't eat your kids. Stop grieving, let's go into the forest and take a walk.
They went into the forest, and in the forest there was a hole, and in the hole a fire was burning. The goat says to the wolf: “Come on, wolf, let’s try, who will jump over the hole?” They began to jump. The goat jumped over, and the wolf jumped, and fell into the hot pit.
His belly burst from the fire, the kids jumped out of there, all alive, and yes - they jumped to their mother! And they began to live and live as before.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru