Friday, February 4, 2011

The legend of partridge



Once there was an orphan since his childhood. Mother after a period of mourning is also married. Because of kin exterior so it's no one to follow in her father about scabies. The very abusive step-father, as both mother and child as the child who ate at. Most boys do not know anything, so hate him even more evil. Sometimes we have left that job, he beat the boy bruised torso. His house is nothing. He often livelihood by cutting wood in the woods.About the woman with him was a pile of wood on her husband had to sell at market. Unfortunately, that year losing season sun. Are struggling to make ends meet. Dirt cheap firewood. A pile of wood before my family was a few days now farming is not enough at a meal. Boys do not hear anything, becoming a thorn in the immediate future scabies.

- He ate only two great disrepair. Just make it more difficult.

He told his wife and advised that his wife brought their children to sell to others raising. But the woman insisted not. Both mother and daughter would rather be with her death but no way be separated from children. Four step-father intended to kill her own child. People at this small network with a bowl hair. Let alone for him, he did not see anything out.

Famine is considered to take longer and more intense. A large pile of wood is now a constant floating rice bowl.That day, his wife was waiting at the market early, he put the boy in the woods. He invites:

- Do you want to climb and catch butterflies without guava? On it is spoiled. How to get the boy interested in listening, please try to go for it. Forest has many strange scenes make him run lon ton Ghe tireless. The man put it into the deep forest. When you come to some guava tree forest, he told him:

- Below. And a bowl of rice here. I look back later in.

Then he left the boy, came out quietly, to another area to collect firewood. But the afternoon, when he entered the house was surprised to see him before he was about it.Number while he is helpless among the lucky jungle they met a sweet walk on level ground. So they put it on.Thanks to a bowl of rice, it is enough to go home. After listening to the baby, he offended the infinite. Pretending he yelled:

- Just because you, do not I ever find!

Another time he was due to go to the jungle baby. This time he tries to take it to deep center, to where no one dares to cut the wood ever found. When he escaped, he thought belly: "No animals died because they died of communication, it also does not die from peanut starving alone."

Not until evening did not see the step-father again, he cried, screamed, but only echoes of the jungle alone answer it. Gang Gang find it run all over Russia, but did not see a single person. Once tired and hungry, it seeks to place the rice bowl of the step-father is not expected to leave there was a bowl of sand is sprinkled on a layer of eggplant for lunch with a fool. The boy picked ourselves off the sand grains of rice put into the mouth. Finally hungry, it took the bowl to run around and exclaimed: "Oh Daddy scabies! Bat sand eggplants! Bat sand eggplant!"But the screams make it just a couple of startled forest birds only. Then he dies, it turns into a partridge, always called the language "Bat sand eggplants! Bat sand eggplant!"

Wait forever to see me home, the woman cried infinite.Guess the guy knew her husband was brutally murder her child, she stood up shouted into his face. Finally she went for him to catch his son on the right, if not to the accused. Perplexed him to the forest. Find him forever.Suddenly in the remote forests emerged a few hours "Bat sand eggplant." He left the shed. The target market is the resentment he has voiced his crimes and bar. Always listen to a few hours in a row, he chickened no soul anymore, ran away quickly. But a few hours "Bat sand eggplant" chasing him. He runs forever, with all its forests to other forests. He faced natural stone fell unconscious personnel.A few days later, the woodcutter who found his body lying at the side of the forest animals.


Quote "The land of Vietnam" - Nguyen Dong Chi

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