In ancient times, a man had two daughters and a son. One of the daughters was not related to him. The family did not like her. Once they consulted and decided to take the girl to the forest. Her brother said to her:
- Let's go to the forest, you will pick berries there, and I will chop firewood. We'll be back in the evening. The girl took a bucket and took a ball with her. They climbed far, into the very thicket. Finally they stopped. The brother unharnessed the horse and let it pluck the grass, and he said to his sister: - Go for the berries and listen, you will return when I finish the work.
He took out an ax and began to chop wood. And the girl took a bucket and went to look for berries. This is just what my brother needed. He hung a log from a tall tree, harnessed his horse, and rode home. And he left the girl in the forest, so she walks through the forest and listens. The deck sways in the wind and “knock-knock” - hits the trunk. It seems to the girl that this is a woodcutter's ax knocking. “Brother is still chopping wood,” she thinks, and continues to pick berries. But now the bucket with the top is filled. Little by little it began to get dark. The wind has subsided. “It can be seen that my brother is going home,” the girl decided and went back. She went to a familiar place, and her brother caught a trace. The girl cried and went through the forest. She walked and walked until she got to the edge of the forest. She walks along the road, crying and saying: "My ball rolled away, did anyone see it? She laments like this, but she herself cries and cries. She sees a herd of horses grazing ahead. The girl says to the shepherd:
- My ball rolled away, didn’t you see, shepherd?
And he answers:
- Saw. Help me pasture the herd, I'll give you a horse.
The girl agreed. She grazed the herd all day, got a horse. She went on horseback. She goes, and she cries and cries. She drove like this for a long time, looking - ahead of herd of cows. She pastured the cows all day, the shepherd gave her a cow for this. And then she met a flock of sheep. The girl got a sheep. And there the goat herd appeared. They gave her a goat. She went further. It's getting dark, eyes are drooping. "What should I do?" - the girl is grieving. Far ahead, a light flickered. She was delighted, she let her horse go faster, thinking that this was a village. He drives closer, sees the hut is standing, and in it is an old woman. That was a witch. Girl and says:
- My ball rolled away, didn’t you see, grandmother?
And she answers:
- As I saw, my daughter. Do you keep your way from afar?
The girl told what had happened to her. And the witch says:
- You, daughter, walked for a long time, you are tired, stay with me.
In the morning, the witch sprinkles the girl with a bath to drown. She did everything right, ”and comes to the old woman:
- The bath is ready, grandmother, let's go wash.
- All right, daughter, - the witch answers.
Leaving the house, the old woman says:
- I can't go, baby. Take my hands and push me with your knee from behind. That's how you get it.
And the girl replies:
- No, grandma, you can't. You're old, you'll be offended by me.
She took the old woman in her arms and carried her to the bathhouse.
And the witch again says to her:
- Take me, daughter, by the hair and drag me upstairs.
- No, grandmother, - the girl answers, - it’s not good, you will be offended. - And carefully seated her on the shelves.
The old woman says:
“Now hit me, baby.” Take a broom by the leaves, and beat that urine with the other end.
- No, grandmother, you can’t do that, - the girl answers.
She steamed the old woman with a broom, carried her into the house, laid her in a soft bed. Witch and says:
- Something itched my head, daughter, scratch a little.
The girl brought a comb, looked at the witch's head and gasped: there is gold, silver, pearls, precious stones under every hair. She finished scratching, and the old woman says:
“Dance, daughter, I really want to look, you know how to dance well.”
The girl danced, and nothing fell on the floor. And the old woman found a new business for her:
- Go, daughter, to the bathhouse, I hung a tray with malt there to dry. See if it's dry.
A girl went, looked into the tray, and there was gold, silver, pearls, corals, apparently invisible. He runs to the old woman, and she asks:
- Is it dry, daughter?
- Dry, grandma.
- Okay. Now dance again, says the old woman.
The girl danced, and again nothing fell on the floor. The old woman understood that her guest was as truthful as she was kind. She said:
- Well, now, daughter, you can go home if you want.
- I would go, - the girl answers, - but I don’t know the way to the house.
The old woman said to this:
- Go, my daughter, I will show you the way. Take a green chest with you, but just be careful not to open it until you get home.
The girl took the chest, thanked the old woman. Then she mounted a horse and set off on her journey, and led a cow, a sheep, and a goat behind her on a string.
The day has passed, the night has passed, and now the village is near. And my brother had a dog. How will she yelp and say:
- They thought to live with the world, and to be a rich girl, yap-yap!
- What's with the dog? Lost, didn't you?
They rushed to beat the dog with a stick, and she, know her own, repeats:
- They thought to live with the world, and be a rich girl! Whoop!
And then the girl came along. She entered the house, opened the chest, looked, she couldn’t believe her eyes: it was filled to the brim with gold, silver, and rare stones!
From that day on, the girl lived comfortably, and her brother and his wife lost their rest from envy. They decided to take their sister to the forest. She also took a bucket and a ball of thread with her. In the dense forest, the brother unharnessed the horse and let it graze, He himself began to chop wood. My sister went to pick berries. In the meantime, the brother, like the first time, hung a deck from a tree, and went home. The girl, having ceased to hear the sound of the ax, hurried to her brother, but he was gone.
She went through the forest, saying: “My ball has rolled away, has anyone seen it!” She walked like this until she came across a herd of horses.
- My ball rolled away, did you see it? she asked the shepherd.
- Saw. Help me pasture the herd, I'll give you a horse.
What do I need your horse for? - said the girl and went on.
She passed by a herd of cows, passed a herd of sheep. And now the goat herd is behind us. She walked until she came across a hut.
- My ball rolled away, didn’t you see, grandmother? she asked as she entered the house.
And the old woman replies:
- Well, I saw it. Go, daughter, heat the bathhouse.
And when the girl fulfilled the request, the witch said:
- And now, my daughter, let's go wash. Take my hands and hook me from behind with your knee, and you will finish it.
The girl did just as her old woman asked: she took her by the hands, began to give in with her knee - and brought her to the bathhouse.
The old woman said:
- You will soar me, hold the broom by the branches and hit on the back with all your strength.
The girl did just that. And whatever the old woman entrusted to her, she did everything exactly. The old woman tells her:
- Comb my hair, daughter.
The girl looked, and the head of the old woman was full of gold, silver, semi-precious stones, pearls. The girl chooses gold and silver, puts it in her pockets, puts it in her bosom. And the old woman says:
“Dance, my daughter, I really want to see how you know how to dance.
The girl began to dance - everything that she hid on the floor and fell down. The witch sends the girl to the bath:
- Look, daughter, if the malt has dried up in the tray.
She went - she looks, and the tray of gold, silver, expensive semi-precious stones is full. She stuffed her pockets again, and slipped them into her bosom. “So this is how the sister got rich!” - laughs to himself.
And the old woman tells her to dance again. The girl danced - silver and gold fell on the floor. The old woman understood what kind of person she was, and said:
“Now go home, little girl.” Go in that way, - and he hands her a black chest. - Take this with you. Don't open it until you get home.
The girl was delighted, grabbed the chest and ran home. She walked for a long time, now the village is close. In my brother's house, the dog barked:

- The dog is nothing but mad! the owners shouted and began to throw stones at her. And she again for her:
- I thought to be rich, and now she can’t live, yap-yap!
No matter how they beat the dog, no matter how they beat it, it’s not like that, they say, it’s necessary: ​​“I went for good and came with good,” she repeats her own.
Meanwhile, the girl reached the house, she threw back the lid of the chest, and a snake jumped out from there and strangled her.
That's what envy leads to!

Tale evsOnce upon a time, a huge kingdom was spread on the seashore. The rumor about his wealth went all over the world, and everyone in this kingdom lived happily. Only the king did not have happiness: all his sons, as soon as they were born, died. The king grew old, but he did not have an heir.
But one fine day, to the great joy of the king, the queen gave birth to a son. However, soon this joy was replaced by anxiety.
"How to protect my only son from an evil fate?" thought the king, and this thought haunted him.
To ward off evil spirits from his son, the king decided to keep his name a secret until he was an adult.
“Let the boy’s name be known only to his uncle and me.”
Time passed, the baby grew up and finally turned into a handsome and strong young man. And the king decided to marry him to a girl who could guess his name. Let the spirit itself, patronizing the young man, tell him the name of the one whom he considers worthy of the king's son!
Many dreamed of marrying off their daughter to the king's son; fathers bought for their daughters the most beautiful clothes, mothers spent all day fussing around the girls, constructing intricate hairstyles for them. The richest stocked up with reliable amulets from sorcerers.
The girls, one after another, left their parental shelter and with rich gifts were drawn to the royal palace.
The will of the king reached the remote village where a girl named Akosiua lived. Akosiua was an orphan - her mother died long ago, and her father, a fisherman, died at sea, and now Akosiua grew up with her stepmother.
Her stepmother hated her only because Akosiua was more beautiful than any of the three stepmother's daughters. She had no equal in beauty in the whole region.
And the stepmother dreamed of marrying off one of her daughters to the king's son. She bought them all the most beautiful, and they began to gather in the palace.
And the stepmother ordered her stepdaughter:
Sort through the corn and millet, sweep the house and the yard, wash and clean everything, and then go wherever you want, even go to the palace - people are a laughing stock.
Akosiua sighed bitterly, but there was nothing to be done. She saw that Abra, Yaua and Ama had already dressed up and were setting off, and she ran up to them:
- My dear sisters! Don't be mad at me! I do not know the way to the palace, and I will have no one to ask. Help me! When you reach the fork, put a green twig of acacia on the road to the palace, and on the other road that leads to a dark forest, throw a dry palm branch.
The sisters promised to do everything as she asked, but when they reached the fork in the two roads, the most evil and ugly of the sisters, who hated the orphan more than her stepmother, said:
- What are we going to help the know-it-all? Look, she thinks she's the most beautiful in the world! Put a dried branch on the road to the palace, and let's throw a green branch on the road to the dark forest. Why should we be afraid! Even if she gets out of the forest alive and unharmed, let's say that they mixed up the branches. After all, she really does not know how to explain what she wants!
So the sisters did.
And poor Akosiua worked tirelessly in the meantime. She did everything that her stepmother punished, and then she decided to bake corn cakes - to treat the king. Akosiua thoroughly ground the corn kernels, made delicious cakes from the flour, wrapped them in fresh banana leaves and put them in her old, cracked dish.
The girl washed herself, put on shabby clothes and set off. As soon as I approached the fork in the road, a whirlwind hit! He picked up both twigs from the ground, whirled them around and threw the withered branch of the palm tree onto the road to the forest, and flowering twig put down the acacias on the road to the palace. Akosiua went further along it. She walked, walked, looks, the old man is standing. He called the girl
"My child, do you have anything to eat?" My strength is waning.
I met an old man and evil sisters, yes those. they gave him nothing, they only scolded him and went on their way. And the stepdaughter had a good heart. She thought, “Why does the king need my miserable corn cakes? He has so many of the most delicious dishes. And the poor old man, perhaps, will die if I do not share with him.
Akoshiua smiled kindly.
"Grandpa, that's all I have!" Eat for health! And she handed the old man her simple supplies.
The old man ate, thanked the girl for the treat, and then he says:
“My child, for your kindness, I will reveal to you the name of the prince. His name is Ketowoglo the Strong.
Akoshiua was surprised:
- How, grandfather, do you know the one that no one in the world knows?
But before she had time to finish, the old man was gone. It was then that Akosiua realized that she had met the spirit itself, the patron of the prince.
With a light heart, Akosiua walked on and did not stop until she reached the palace. In the square in front of the palace, she saw a huge crowd.
Young girls, one more beautiful than the other, in turn approached the uncle of the young prince and called the name of the king's son. And nearby, the musician beat the drum with all his might so that none of the girls could hear the answers of their rivals. What names were not called by the girls! Everything was in vain. No one could guess the secret name of the prince.
The turn of Akosiuy came up. It was then that one of the beauties began to make fun of her:
- Poor bastard! Are you and do you really hope to guess the name of the prince? After all, the spirit did not want to open it even to us, so rich and beautiful!
The ugly sisters of the poor stepdaughter immediately raised a cry:
"Get that bastard away!" How dare she come near us! Look, you want to dishonor us!
But the prince's uncle shouted sternly at the evil sisters and made a sign to the girl to approach:
Well, try and guess the name of my nephew. Akoshiua replied:
The prince was named Ketouoglo the Strong to protect him from evil spirits.
And my uncle exclaimed:
- Here is the chosen one of the guardian spirit! She will become the wife of the king's son!
So the poor stepdaughter married the young prince, and the stepmother's daughters returned home empty-handed.

A man was widowed and married a second time to a woman with a daughter. The evil stepmother sent her husband and stepdaughter to the forest so that she would stay there forever. But the girl was kind, she took pity on the forest animals. She received gifts from the bear for her kind heart and returned home. Then the stepmother sent her own daughter to the forest, but she was angry and greedy - she never returned from the forest.

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An old man lived with an old woman and had a daughter, so the old woman died and a widowed man married a widow with a daughter - also with a daughter, and they had two half-daughters. The stepmother was hateful; does not give the old man rest:

Take your daughter to the forest, to the dugout! There she is more tense.

What to do? The peasant listened to the woman, took his daughter to the dugout, gave her a flint stone, a flint and a bag of cereals and said:

Here's a light for you; don’t translate the light, cook the porridge, but don’t yawn yourself, sit, and strand.

The night has come. The fair maiden lit the stove, made porridge; out of nowhere the mouse, and says:

Girl, girl, give me a spoonful of porridge.

Oh my little mouse! Talk my boredom; I will give you more than one spoonful, but I will feed you to your heart's content. The mouse ate and left. A bear broke in at night:

Come on, girl, - she says, - put out the lights, let's play hide and seek. The mouse climbed onto the shoulder of the old man's daughter, and whispers in her ear:

Don't be afraid, girl! Say: "Come on!" - and put out the fire yourself and climb under the stove, and I will run and ring the bell.

And so it happened. A bear is chasing a mouse - it will not catch; began to roar and throw logs; threw, threw, but missed, tired and said:

You are a craftswoman, girl, to play blind man's buff! For that I will send you a herd of horses and a load of goods in the morning.

In the morning the woman says:

Go, old man, visit your daughter - what did she strain at night? The old man left, and the woman sits and waits: somehow he will bring the daughter bones!

And the dog:

Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! The daughter rides with the old man, drives a herd of horses, carries a cart of silver.

You lie, you filthy dog! It's in the back of the bones rattling. Here the gates creaked, the horses ran into the yard, and the daughter and father were sitting on the cart: the cart was full of silver! The woman's eyes are burning with greed.

What an importance! - screams. - Take my daughter to the forest; my daughter will drive two herds of horses, she will drag two carts of silver.

The peasant and the woman's daughter took him to the dugout and gave her flint, flint and a bag of cereals in the same way. She made porridge for the evening. The mouse came out and asks for porridge from Natasha. And Natasha screams:

Look what! and threw a spoon at her. The mouse ran away; and Natashka ate one porridge, ate a full pot, blew out the lights and crouched in the corner.

Midnight came - a bear broke in and said:

Hey where are you girl? Let's play hide and seek. The girl is silent, only chattering her teeth in fear.

Ah, there you are! To the bell, run, and I will catch. She took the bell, her hand trembled, the bell rang endlessly, and the mouse responded:

The evil girl will not be alive!

The next morning the woman sends the old man into the forest:

Go! My daughter will bring two carts, two herds will drive. The man has left, but the woman is waiting outside the gate. Here is the doggy:

Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! The owner's daughter is driving - she rattles her bones in the back, and the old man is sitting on an empty cart.

You lie, you filthy dog! My daughter drives herds and carries carts.

Look - the old man at the gate gives his wife a body; The woman opened the box, looked at the bones and howled, and got so angry that she died of grief and anger the very next day; and the old man with his daughter lived out his life well and accepted a noble son-in-law into his house.

In times long past, there was one evil, wicked woman. She had two girls: one was her own daughter, the other was her stepdaughter. The stepdaughter's name was Gulbika. The stepmother forced Gulbika to work day and night: spinning threads, pulling wool, washing linen. No matter how much Gulbika worked, she could not please her stepmother. Once she did not like the threads that Gulbika spun. The stepmother got angry and threw the ball away. Gulbika wept bitterly and began looking for the ball. She searched for a long time, but he was nowhere to be found, and she went to look for him on the road.

She asked everyone she met:

“There was some kind of ball rolling in that direction - yours, probably, was,” the people answered her.

- My round little ball rolled away, didn’t you see it? she asked the shepherd.

- I saw it, daughter. Recently I rolled over there - probably yours was, - the shepherd answered.

She questioned him. He gave the same answer as before.

- My round ball, where have you gone? Will I find you soon? If I don't find it, how will I get home? My stepmother will scold and beat me.

Gulbika walked and walked, but there was still no ball. She walked across the steppe, then along the river bank. Passed through terrible ravines and forests.

At last evening came. It became dark. Nobody was around. Only the terrible howling of animals was heard in the forest.

Suddenly Gulbika saw a light ahead. It flickered a little in the distance. The girl, while she was going to this light, had to go through deep ravines and dense thickets. She approached the light and saw a small hut. She looked in the window, and there an old woman was sitting and spinning wool. The girl timidly entered the hut.

- Hello, grandma! she greeted the old woman.

- Hello, daughter! Why did you come here? the old woman asked.

- I, grandmother, rolled a round ball. I went to look for him and wandered here. If I don’t find the ball, then my stepmother won’t let me into the house,” the girl replied.

“All right, daughter, don’t worry in vain,” the old woman consoled her. - Stay with me for a few days, and then go home.

- What am I going to do with you? the girl asked.

“You take care of me, an old man, you will cook dinner for me,” the old woman answered.

“Okay, grandmother,” the girl agreed and stayed with the old woman.

The next morning the old woman said to her:

- Daughter, there is millet in the barn. You ceiling it in flour and start pancakes the next day.

- And how to start, grandmother? the girl asked.

- As you go, it's fine. Pour in water, add flour and shake, - said the old woman.

The girl crushed the millet finely, started, the dough is very good.

- Grandma, how to bake pancakes? the girl asked.

“As you bake, it’s okay: let them burn and warp, let them warp and burn,” the old woman answered.

Gulbika baked sumptuous pancakes, smeared them with butter and treated the old woman.

The next day, the old woman said to the girl: - Daughter, I want to take a bath, I need to heat the bathhouse.

- And how to melt it, grandmother? the girl asked.

“As soon as you heat it, it’s okay: put firewood in the stove and set it on fire,” the old woman answered.

The girl thoroughly heated the bath and closed the pipe in time.

- Grandmother, the bath is ready, how can I bring you there? the girl asked.

“Hold the hand and push in the neck,” the old woman answered.

The girl carefully lifted the old woman from her seat, took her by the arm, quietly and carefully led her to the bathhouse.

- And how to steam you, grandmother? – asked the goblin.

“Beat me until you beat me with the handle of a broom,” the old woman answered.

Gulbika steamed her not with the handle of a broom, but with its fragrant leaves, washed her thoroughly and took her to the hut.

“Well, daughter, give me some tea sometime, and then you will go home,” said the old woman.

Gulbika fed her to the full and gave her sweet tea to drink.

“Well, grandmother, I’ll go home now,” the girl said after that.

- All right, daughter, go, but first go up to the attic. There is one green chest. You take it for yourself and do not open it until you enter your house,” said the old woman.

The girl said goodbye to her, took the chest and, rejoicing at the gift, went home. When she began to approach the yard, their little dog ran out of the gateway and barked:

Gulbika was surprised at the dog's words and shouted:

"Go away, don't talk like that!" - and caressed her herself.

The dog did not obey and continued to yelp:

“Yip, yap, yap, the aunt went to die, but she goes back alive and rich!”

The stepmother heard the yapping of the dog and saw that the stepdaughter had returned home. She almost burst from envy and anger.

Gulbika entered the house, opened the chest, and could not believe her eyes: it was all full of gold and silver.

The stepmother saw this and decided: “Let my daughter get rich just like Gulbika.”

The mother took the ball of her own daughter and threw it out the door. The ball rolled away. Her daughter began to look for her ball, but did not find it. Then she, although she was afraid, went out into the field and went along the road. She, like her daughter, came across shepherds, and she asked everyone:

- My round little ball rolled away, did you see it?

She was answered:

- We saw, we saw, he was rolling in that direction. The girl walked and walked and reached the same old woman. And the girl also stayed with her. Once an old woman said to her:

- Daughter, would you bake pancakes for me.

- And how to bake them, grandmother? the girl asked.

“As you bake, it’s okay: let them burn and warp, let them warp and burn,” said the old woman.

The girl did just that. The pancakes were all burnt and warped.

The next day the old woman asked:

- Daughter, I want to wash, I ought to heat the bathhouse.

- And how to melt it? the girl asked.

“When you heat it up, it’s all right: put straw in the stove until it’s set on fire, and when it’s all burned out, add more,” said the old woman.

The girl flooded the bathhouse with straw, not firewood. Without waiting for the smoke and fumes to go away, she closed it.

Then she entered the hut to take the old woman to the bathhouse, and said:

- Grandmother, the bath is ready, how can I take you there?

“Come on, take it by the hand and push it in the neck,” said the old woman.

The girl did just that.

- Grandma, how to steam you? she asked in the bath.

- As you steam, it's fine. Take it until you beat my back with the handle of a broom,” said the old woman.

The girl did just that. Then, just as she led her to the bathhouse, she took the old woman home: she held her hand and pushed her on the neck.

When they returned home, the old woman said:

- I, my daughter, wanted to drink after the bath. Give me some tea and then go home.

The girl gave the old woman some tea to drink. After that she said:

“Grandma, isn’t it time for me to go home?”

- Go, daughter, but not empty-handed. There is one yellow chest in the attic, you take it for yourself. Just don’t open it until you enter your own hell,” said the old woman.

The girl took the yellow chest and went home. When she began to approach the yard, the little dog saw her, ran out of the gateway and barked:

“Yip, yap, yap, auntie went to get rich, but she comes with nothing!”

The stepmother heard the yapping of the dog, became very angry with her and even beat her.

The girl entered the house, broke the lock on her chest and opened it.

And what did they see? It was all full of snakes and frogs. The snakes hissed out of the chest and began to sting them. The stepmother began to scream, but no one came to help. The dog not only did not forget the insult for the beatings, but also gloated and sentenced;

- You beat me, offended Gulbika, so let the snakes sting you!

She began to protect only Gulbika, who took pity and caressed her when her stepmother beat her.

The little dog grabbed all the snakes that crawled up to her stepdaughter and tore them apart.

Her stepmother and her daughter died from snake venom, but Gulbika and her dog remained alive and forgot about their stepmother forever.

In times long past, there was one evil, wicked woman. She had two girls: one was her own daughter, the other was her stepdaughter. The stepdaughter's name was Gulbika. The stepmother forced Gulbika to work day and night: spinning threads, pulling wool, washing linen. No matter how much Gulbika worked, she could not please her stepmother. Once she did not like the threads that Gulbika spun. The stepmother got angry and threw the ball away. Gulbika wept bitterly and began looking for the ball. She searched for a long time, but he was nowhere to be found, and she went to look for him on the road.
She asked everyone she met:

“There was some kind of ball rolling in that direction - yours, probably, was there,” the people answered her.
The girl went further, and now she met a shepherd who was tending cows.
“My round little ball has rolled away, haven’t you seen it?” she asked the shepherd.
- I saw it, daughter. Recently I rolled over there - probably yours was, - the shepherd answered.
Gulbika went further and met a shepherd who was tending horses.
She questioned him. He gave the same answer as before.
Weeping bitterly and wailing, she went further than Gulbik.
- My round ball, where have you gone? Will I find you soon? If I don't find it, how can I
back home? My stepmother will scold and beat me.
Gulbika walked and walked, but there was still no ball. She walked across the steppe, then along the river bank. Passed through terrible ravines and forests.
At last evening came. It became dark. Nobody was around. Only the terrible howling of animals was heard in the forest.
Suddenly Gulbika saw a light ahead. It flickered a little in the distance. The girl, while she was going to this light, had to go through deep ravines and dense thickets. She approached the light and saw a small hut. She looked in the window, and there an old woman was sitting and spinning wool. The girl timidly entered the hut.
- Hello, grandmother! - She greeted the old woman.
- Hello, daughter! Why did you come here?” asked the old woman.
- My grandmother, a round ball has rolled away. I went to look for him and wandered here. If I don’t find the ball, then my stepmother won’t let me into the house,” the girl replied.
“Okay, daughter, don’t worry in vain,” the old woman consoled her. “Stay with me for a few days, and then go home.”
“What am I going to do with you?” the girl asked.
“You take care of me, an old man, you will cook dinner for me,” the old woman answered.
- All right, grandmother, - the girl agreed and stayed with the old woman.
The next morning the old woman said to her:
- Daughter, there is millet in the barn. You ceiling it in flour and start pancakes the next day.
- And how to start, grandmother? - asked the girl.
- How do you do it, that's fine. Pour water, add flour and shake, - said the old woman.
The girl crushed the millet finely, started, the dough is very good.
- Grandmother, how to bake pancakes? - the girl asked.
- As you bake, so be it: let them burn and warp, let them warp and burn, - the old woman answered.
Gulbika baked sumptuous pancakes, smeared them with butter and treated the old woman.
The next day, the old woman said to the girl: -Daughter, I want to wash, I need to heat the bathhouse.
- And how to heat it, grandmother? - asked the girl.
- As soon as you heat it, it's all right: put firewood in the stove and set it on fire, - the old woman answered.
The girl thoroughly heated the bath and closed the pipe in time.
- Grandmother, the bath is ready, how can I bring you there? - the girl asked.
- Hold the hand and push in the neck, - the old woman answered.
The girl carefully lifted the old woman from her seat, took her by the arm, quietly and carefully led her to the bathhouse.
- And how to steam you, grandmother? - asked the gulbika.
“Beat me until you beat me with the handle of a broom,” the old woman answered.
Gulbika steamed her not with the handle of a broom, but with its fragrant leaves, washed her thoroughly and took her to the hut.
“Well, daughter, give me tea sometime, and then you will go home,” said the old woman.
Gulbika fed her to the full and gave her sweet tea to drink.
- Well, grandmother, I'll go home now, - the girl said after that.
- Okay, daughter, go, but first go up to the attic. There is one green chest. You take it for yourself and do not open it until you enter your house, - said the old woman.
The girl said goodbye to her, took the chest and, rejoicing at the gift, went home. When she began to approach the yard, their little dog ran out of the gateway and barked:

Gulbika was surprised at the dog's words and shouted:
- Go away, don't talk like that! - but she caressed her.
The dog did not obey and continued to yelp:
- Tyav, yap, yap, aunty went to die, and goes back alive and rich!
The stepmother heard the yapping of the dog and saw that the stepdaughter had returned home. She almost burst from envy and anger.
Gulbika entered the house, opened the chest, and could not believe her eyes: it was all full of gold and silver.
The stepmother saw this and decided: “Let my daughter get rich just like Gulbika.”
The mother took the ball of her own daughter and threw it out the door. The ball rolled away. Her daughter began to look for her ball, but did not find it. Then she, although she was afraid, went out into the field and went along the road. She, like her daughter, came across shepherds, and she asked everyone:
- My round little ball rolled away, did you see it?
She was answered:
- We saw, we saw, he was rolling in that direction. The girl walked and walked and reached the same old woman. And
the girl also stayed with her. Once an old woman said to her:
- Daughter, would you bake pancakes for me.
- And how to bake them, grandmother? - the girl asked.
“As you bake, it’s okay: let them burn and warp, let them warp and burn,” said the old woman.
The girl did just that. The pancakes were all burnt and warped.
The next day the old woman asked:
- Daughter, I want to wash, I need to heat the bathhouse.
“But how to melt it?” the girl asked.
“As soon as you heat it, it’s all right: put straw in the stove until it’s set on fire, and when it’s all burned, add more,” said the old woman.
The girl flooded the bathhouse with straw, not firewood. Without waiting for the smoke and fumes to go away, she closed it.
Then she entered the hut to take the old woman to the bathhouse, and said:
- Grandmother, the bath is ready, how can I take you there?
- Come on, take the hand and push in the neck, - said the old woman.
The girl did just that.
- Grandmother, how to steam you? - she asked in the bath.
- As you steam, it's fine. Take it to beat my back with the handle of a broom, - said the old woman.
The girl did just that. Then, just as she led her to the bathhouse, she took the old woman home: she held her hand and pushed her on the neck.
When they returned home, the old woman said:
- I, my daughter, wanted to drink after the bath. Give me some tea and then go home.
The girl gave the old woman some tea to drink. After that she said:
- Grandma, isn't it time for me to go home?
- Go, daughter, but not empty-handed. There is one yellow chest in the attic, you take it for yourself. Just don't open it until you enter your own hell, - said the old woman.
The girl took the yellow chest and went home. When she began to approach the yard, the little dog saw her, ran out of the gateway and barked:
- Yaw, yap, yap, aunty went to get rich, but comes with nothing!
The stepmother heard the yapping of the dog, became very angry with her and even beat her.
The girl entered the house, broke the lock on her chest and opened it.
And what did they see? It was all full of snakes and frogs. The snakes hissed out of the chest and began to sting them. The stepmother began to scream, but no one came to help. The dog not only did not forget the insult for the beatings, but also gloated and sentenced;
- You beat me, offended Gulbika, so let the snakes sting you!
She began to protect only Gulbika, who took pity and caressed her when her stepmother beat her.
The little dog grabbed all the snakes that crawled up to her stepdaughter and tore them apart.
Her stepmother and her daughter died from snake venom, but Gulbika and her dog remained alive and forgot about their stepmother forever.