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Children's Grimm's Fairy Tales Story: The Little Farmer

Once upon a time, there was a village where everyone was very wealthy. There was only one person who was so poor that he didn’t even own a cow, let alone have the money to buy one. Everyone called him a "little farmer". He and his wife both wanted to have their own cow, so one day he said to his wife: "I have a good idea." The talkative carpenter said that he would make us a small wooden cow that looks exactly like a real cow, and then paint it brown. Slowly it will turn into a real cow." The woman thought this was a good idea, so the carpenter chopped and planed, and finally made a wooden calf that was grazing with its head down, and then painted it.

Early the next morning, the cowherd was driving the cattle out of the village. The young farmer pulled him into the house and said, "Look, I have a calf. It can't walk on its own yet. You have to hold it." Just follow it." The shepherd then took the little wooden cow to the pasture and placed it in the middle of the grass. The little wooden cow always looks like it is grazing with its head down, and the herdsman said: "Look at its head down eating grass, it won't be long before it runs away on its own."

In the evening, the shepherd planned to drive the cattle Return to the village. He said to the little wooden cow: "Since you can eat, eat as much as you can. When you are full, you will be able to go back to the village by yourself. I don't want to carry you away again." But the little farmer stood at the door and waited, watching. When the herdsman drove his cattle into the village, he didn't see the calf, so he asked the shepherd where the calf was. "It's still grazing in the pasture. It refuses to come back with me." The little farmer said, "I must get the calf back."

They came to the pasture together, but did not see the calf. I don't know who stole it. The shepherd said, "It must have run away on its own." The little farmer said, "Don't do this to me." He took the shepherd and went to the mayor for comment. The mayor judged the herdsman for being careless and fined him to pay a calf to the farmer.

In this way, the small farmer and his wife had a cow of their own. They were happy from the bottom of their hearts for this long-awaited event. But they were too poor and had nothing to feed it, so they had to kill the cow after a while. They marinated the beef and took off the hide, planning to sell it and buy a calf back. He passed by a mill and saw a crow with a broken wing. He picked it up sympathetically and wrapped it in cowhide. At this time, it suddenly started raining heavily, and he had to go to the mill to take shelter from the rain. The miller's wife was alone at home. She said to the little farmer, "Lie down on the haystack over there." She gave him a piece of bread and a small piece of cheese. After the farmer finished eating, he put the cowhide next to him and lay down on the haystack. The miller's wife thought he was tired and fast asleep there. At this time, the parish priest came, and the miller's wife received him warmly and said, "My husband is not at home, so we can have a good meal." When the little farmer heard them talking about delicious food, he thought that he had only eaten A piece of bread and a little cheese, and I felt very unhappy. I saw the woman bringing out four different delicacies: barbecue, salad, cake and wine.

They were about to sit down and enjoy when they heard someone knocking on the door outside. The woman said, "Oh my God! It's my husband!" She hurriedly hid the roast in the oven, the wine under the pillow, the cake under the bed, the salad on the bed, and finally the priest in the closet on the porch. inside, and then went to open the door for her husband and said, "Thank God, you are finally back! The storm was so big, it was like the end of the world." The miller saw the little farmer lying on the haystack and asked, "Is this guy here?" What are you doing here?" "Oh, the poor guy came to ask for shelter from the rain. I gave him a piece of bread and some cheese, and then brought him here." The husband said, "Okay, hurry up. "Bring me some food." But the woman said, "There's nothing else but bread and cheese." "Anything will do," the husband replied. "I feel good about having bread and cheese." "He looked at the little farmer and asked, "Come and eat something with me." The farmer didn't hesitate and got up to eat. At this time, the miller saw the cowhide and the crow on the ground and asked, "What is that?" "There is a fortune teller in it." The farmer replied. "What can you predict?" asked the miller. "Why not!" said the farmer, "but it only says four things at a time, and only it knows the fifth thing." The miller said curiously: "Then let it say something." The miller said. So the farmer poked the crow and made it cry "ah, ah" several times. The miller asked, "What did it say?" The farmer said, "It said, first, there was a bottle of wine under the pillow." "Oh my God!" the miller shouted, rushing to the pillow and actually taking out a bottle of wine from under it. "Let it go on," said the miller.

The farmer poked the crow again, causing it to cry out and said, "This time it said there was a roast in the oven." "Oh!" the miller screamed and ran to the oven, and sure enough he found the roast. The farmer once again asked the crow to prophesy and said: "This time it said there was salad on the bed." "Great!" said the miller and went to the bed and found the salad there. The farmer poked the crow for the last time and said, "The fourth thing, there is a cake under the bed." "That's not bad!" The miller said and looked under the bed, and there was really a plate of cake there.

The two began to eat together, and the miller's wife was frightened to death. She locked all the cupboard doors, took the keys in her hand and went to bed. But the miller still wanted to know the fifth thing. The farmer said, "I'd better eat these four things quickly. The fifth thing is not a good thing." After eating and drinking, the miller still wanted to know. What is it, so they began to negotiate conditions, and finally agreed on three hundred gold coins. The farmer poked the crow's head, causing it to scream "Wow, wow" in pain. The miller asked, "What did it say?" The farmer said, "It said the devil was hiding in the cabinet on your porch." "Then you must drive him away." The miller said, opening the door, and the woman People had to hand over the keys. The farmer opened the cupboard door for her, and the priest ran away. The miller said: "It's true! I saw that black villain with my own eyes!" In this way, the farmer left the mill the next morning with three hundred gold coins.

The little farmer gradually became more particular and built a new house. The farmer in the village said: "The little farmer must have gone to the place where the gold fell from the sky, and the people there must have used shovels to shovel the gold and carry it home." So they took the little farmer to the mayor and forced him to tell him. Where did the wealth come from. He replied: "I sold the cowhide in the city and got three hundred gold coins." When other farmers heard that the cowhide could be sold for such a high price, they all ran home to kill the cow and skin it, hoping to get the Go to town and sell it for a good price. The mayor said: "Let my servant go first." When the servant came to the city, the merchant who collected the cowhide only gave two gold coins to buy one cowhide. When other farmers arrived, the businessman refused to pay even this price and said, "What should I do with so much cowhide?"

Those farmers felt that they had been fooled and were furious and wanted revenge. They accused the little farmer of lying in front of the mayor, and unanimously agreed to sentence the innocent little farmer to death by putting him in a wine barrel full of holes and sinking him into the river. So the little farmer was brought to the priest to make his final confession. At this time, others must move away. The little farmer recognized the priest as the one who was at the miller's house that night, and said: "I let you out of the cupboard, and you should let me out of the barrel." At this time, there was a shepherd. Coming with a flock of sheep. The little farmer knew that he had always longed to be the mayor, so he shouted: "No! I don't deserve it! Even if everyone in the world wants me to be the mayor, I don't deserve it!" After hearing this, the shepherd came over and asked: "What are you shouting? You don't deserve it!" What?" The farmer said, "They said they would let me be the mayor as long as I am willing to put myself in this bucket. I don't want to!" "If that's all it takes to be the mayor, I'd be very willing." Release the little farmer and get in yourself. The little farmer put the lid on the bucket for him and drove his sheep away. The priest came back to the group and said that the prayers were finished, and they came and pushed the barrel into the river. As the barrel began to roll, they heard someone inside say, "I'd love to be the mayor." But they thought it was the farmer talking, so they said, "We do intend to let you be the mayor. But you have to go around down there first." Look." After that, he pushed the bucket into the river.

The farmers walked home from one end of the village. The young farmer drove his sheep into the village silently from the other end, looking very satisfied. They were very surprised and asked: "Where did you come from? Is it from the water?" "Yes," the little farmer said, "I kept sinking and sinking, and finally sank to the bottom of the river. I pushed open the lid of the bucket and Look, it turned out to be a beautiful prairie with countless lambs grazing there. So I brought a group back." The farmers asked again: "Are there any more?" "Yes!" He replied, "There are many. I can’t finish it as much as I want.” The farmers decided to drive back a group of sheep. But the mayor said: "I'll go first." They came to the river together, and white clouds were floating in the blue sky and reflected in the water. The farmers shouted: "We have seen the sheep below!" The mayor squeezed Go to the front and say, "I'll go down and take a look first. If there's really a lot, I'll call you."

"As he said that, he jumped into the water with a "plop" sound. The sound seemed to be calling the people on the shore to get down, so a group of people jumped in together. At this time, the whole village was dead, and the little farmer became the heir. Became a millionaire in no time