Two girls lived in one house - the Needlewoman and the Sloth, and with them a nanny. The needlewoman was a smart girl: she got up early, dressed herself without a nanny, got down to business: she drowned the stove, kneaded bread, hut chalk, fed a rooster, and then went to the well for water.
And the sloth, meanwhile, was lying in bed, bored with lying - she would sleepily say: “Nanny, put on my stockings, nanny, tie up my shoes”. He gets up, sits at the window of flies to count.
Once the needlewoman went to the well for water, lowered the bucket on the rope, and the rope broke; a bucket fell into the well. The needlewoman burst into tears, went to the nanny to tell; and Praskovya’s nanny was angry, she said: - She did the trouble herself, and correct her. The needlewoman went to the well, grabbed the rope and went down it to the very bottom. Looks: in front of her is a stove, and in a stove sits a pie, so rosy, roasted; Says: whoever takes me from the stove will go with me! The needlewoman took out a pie and put it in her bosom. Goes further. Before her is a garden, and in the garden there is a tree, and on the tree are golden apples. The needlewoman went to the tree, shook and picked apples. An old Moroz Ivanovich sits in front of her. Say hello, thank you for the pie. He offered to serve, for this he will give a bucket.
The needlewoman beat up the feather bed, tidied up the house, made dishes, repaired the old man’s dress and darned clothes, did not complain. So the needlewoman lived with Moroz Ivanovich for three whole days. On the third day a handful of silver spots was poured into a bucket; gave a diamond - to pin a scarf.
Returned home. The rooster cried out: “Crows, cocks! / The needlewoman in a bucket of dimes! "
The nanny told Sloth to go too. But Sloth did not get the pie, did not pick up apples. I didn’t knock out the feather bed, I did not cook well, in short, I did nothing. On the third day, Moroz Ivanovich gave a large silver bar, and in the other hand - a large diamond. Came home and brags. Before she could finish, the silver bar melted and poured onto the floor; it was nothing more than mercury, which froze from a strong cold; at the same time, the diamond began to melt. And the cock jumped up onto the fence and shouted loudly: "A crow-crow, / Lenivitsa has an icicle in her hands!"
