The tale of the hen and the beanstalk read. Fairy tale "The adventures of a grain of wheat. Other Russian fairy tales about animals
Once upon a time there was a woman, and she had two sons and a daughter. They lived in poverty. Their only wealth was a cow.
We have nothing else to eat, - a woman once said, - we need to sell a cow, then we will have some money.
And the eldest son went to sell the cow.
It is a pity to part with the cow. But nothing can be done.
“When I return home, my brother and sister will be delighted, and my mother will praise me,” the boy thought.
As soon as the boy sold the cow, a poor old man approached him.
Buy beans from me.
Well, I will buy grains from you, - the boy answered, - and held out his only golden one.
These grains will bring you good luck, - the old man said and waved after the departing boy.
“What can grow out of these little beanstalks?” - thought the boy and hurried home.
How could you give your last coin for simple grains? - began to scold the boy's mother.
But, mother, they are not simple. Let's plant them and see what grows.
So they did.
Soon a sprout appeared from the ground. He got taller and taller. And then the top of the stem disappeared into the clouds.
I haven't seen this yet! - the boy was surprised. - I wonder what's up there?
On the stalk the boy reached the very clouds. And there he saw a castle. There was a cage with a hen in the window.
I am guarded by an evil giant, - said the hen. Set me free
Don't be afraid, I will save you.
The boy opened the cage. The door creaked and the giant stirred. “What if he wakes up? - the boy was frightened.
And together with the chicken, he slid down the stem, as if from a hill.
The boy brought the hen home and put her on a soft bed.
Mom, look, our chicken is magical! the boy suddenly shouted, a golden egg sparkling in his hand. And since then they lived happily and did not know troubles.
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The bean seed is a Russian folk tale that every family is familiar with. It tells the story of how a cockerel choked on a bean seed. What will the hen go to to save him? Who will help her in this, and how will it all end? Read about all this in a fairy tale. She teaches responsiveness, compassion, mutual assistance, gratitude and the fact that it is worth being kind, selfless and forgetting about disagreements when loved ones are in mortal danger.
There lived a cockerel and a hen. A cockerel rummaged and dug a bean.
“Ko-ko-ko, chicken, eat a bean seed!”
- Ko-ko-ko, cockerel, eat yourself!
The cockerel ate a grain and choked. Called the chicken
- Go, chicken, to the river, ask for some water to drink.
The chicken ran to the river:
- River, river, give me some water: the cockerel choked on a bean - a grain!
River says:
- Go to the sticky, ask for a leaf, then I'll give you some water.
The chicken ran to the sticky tree:
“Lipka, sticky, give me a leaf!” I'll take the leaf to the river, the river will give - water for the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
Lipka says:
- Go to the girl, ask for a thread.
The chicken ran
- Girl, girl, give me a thread! I’ll take the thread to sticky, sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
The girl replies:
- Go to the combers, ask for a comb, then I'll give you a thread.
The hen ran to the combers:
“Combers, combers, give me a comb!” I’ll take the comb to the girl, the girl will give the thread, I’ll take the thread to sticky, sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
The combers say:
- Go to the Kalashnikovs, let them give us rolls.
The chicken ran to the Kalashnikovs:
— Kalashnikov, Kalashnikov, give kalach! I’ll take the kalachi to the combers, the combers will give the comb, I’ll take the comb to the girl, the girl will give a thread, I’ll take the thread to sticky, sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
Kalashnikov says:
- Go to the woodcutters, let them give us firewood.
The hen went to the lumberjacks:
- Woodcutters, woodcutters, give me firewood! I’ll take the firewood to the Kalashnikovs, the Kalashnikovs will give the rolls, I’ll take the rolls to the combers, the combers will give the comb, I’ll take the comb to the girl, the girl will give a thread, I’ll take the thread to sticky, the sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
The lumberjacks gave the hen firewood.
The hen took the firewood to the Kalashnikovs, the Kalashnikovs gave her rolls, the rolls gave it to the combers, the combers gave her a comb, they took the comb to the girl, the girl gave her a thread, she took the thread to sticky, the sticky gave a leaf, took the leaf to the river, the river gave water.
The cockerel got drunk, and a grain slipped through.
Cockerel crowed.
There lived a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was in a hurry, everything was in a hurry, and the hen, you know, says to yourself:
- Petya, don't be in a hurry. Petya, don't rush.
Once a cockerel was pecking at bean seeds, and in a hurry he choked.
He choked, did not breathe, did not hear, as if the dead were lying. 
The chicken was frightened, rushed to the hostess, shouting:
- Oh, hostess, let me quickly grease the cockerel's neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
The hostess says:
- Run quickly to the cow, ask her for milk, and I'll beat the butter. 
The chicken rushed to the cow:
- Cow, my dear, give milk as soon as possible, the hostess will knock butter out of milk, I will smear the neck of the cockerel with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed. 
- Go quickly to the owner, let him bring me fresh grass.
The chicken runs to the owner:
-Master! Master! Give the cow fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will knock butter out of the milk, I will grease the cockerel's neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed. 
- Run quickly to the blacksmith for a scythe.
The hen rushed with all its might to the blacksmith:
- Blacksmith, blacksmith, give the owner a good scythe as soon as possible. The owner will give grass to the cow, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will grease the neck of the cockerel: the cockerel choked on a bean seed. 
The blacksmith gave the owner a new scythe, 
the owner gave the cow fresh grass, 
cow gave milk 
the hostess knocked down the butter, gave the butter to the hen. 
The chicken smeared the neck of the cockerel. The bean seed slipped through.
The cockerel jumped up and screamed at the top of his lungs:
- Ku-ka-river! 
- THE END -
Russian folktale
There lived a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was in a hurry, but in a hurry, and the hen, know for yourself, says:
- Petya, don't be in a hurry. Petya, don't rush.
Once a cockerel was pecking at bean seeds, and in a hurry he choked. He choked, did not breathe, did not hear, lies not to move. The chicken was frightened, rushed to the hostess, shouting:
- Oh, hostess, let me quickly grease the cockerel's neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
The hostess says:
- Run quickly to the cow, ask her for milk, and I'll beat the butter.
The chicken rushed to the cow:
- Cow, my dear, give milk as soon as possible, the hostess will knock butter out of milk, I will smear the neck of the cockerel with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
- Go quickly to the owner, let him bring me fresh grass.
The chicken runs to the owner:
Master! Master! Give the cow fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will knock butter out of the milk, I will grease the cockerel's neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
“Run to the blacksmith for a scythe,” says the owner.
The hen rushed with all its might to the blacksmith:
- Blacksmith, blacksmith, give the owner a good scythe as soon as possible. The owner will give grass to the cow, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will grease the neck of the cockerel: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
The Cockerel and the Bean Seed is a Russian folk tale about a rooster who was always in a hurry when he pecked at the seeds. The hen warned him all the time and asked him to peck more slowly. One day he choked on a bean seed and fell down. But the hen quickly ran for help and saved the cockerel.
bean seed read
There lived a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was in a hurry, everything was in a hurry, and the hen, you know, says to yourself:
- Petya, don't rush. Petya, don't rush.
Once a cockerel was pecking at bean seeds and in a hurry and choked.
He choked, did not breathe, did not hear, as if the dead were lying. The chicken was frightened, rushed to the hostess, shouting:
- Oh, hostess, give butter as soon as possible, lubricate the cockerel's neck: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
- Run quickly to the cow, ask her for milk, and I'll already knock down the butter.
The hen rushed to the cow.
- Cow, dove, give me milk as soon as possible, the hostess will knock butter out of milk, I will grease the cockerel's neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
- Go quickly to the owner. Let him bring me fresh grass. The chicken runs to the owner.
- Master, master! Hurry, give the cow fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will knock butter out of the milk, I will grease the neck of the cockerel with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
- Run quickly to the blacksmith for a scythe.
The hen rushed with all its might to the blacksmith.
- Blacksmith, blacksmith, give the owner a good scythe. The owner will give grass to the cow, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will grease the neck of the cockerel: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
The blacksmith gave the owner a new scythe,
the owner gave the cow fresh grass,
cow gave milk
the hostess churned butter, gave butter to the hen. The chicken smeared the neck of the cockerel. The bean seed slipped through. The cockerel jumped up and screamed at the top of his lungs: “Ku-ka-re-ku!”
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