The story of the rich merchant and the poor liquid

In one city, a wealthy merchant lived with his significant other, the man was a seller of clothes and textiles, he was known for his exceptional fism, and on one occasion the shipper bought a chicken, asking for his better half to cook. To take a piece of him for dinner.

While the couple were eating, the way home was tumultuous, so the merchant opened the entrance and found an unfortunate man asking for food because he was so ravenous, but the shipper did not give him food and yelled at him and heard him savagely words and slammed the doorway in the miserable man's face and the miserable man went with exceptional passion.

This is the merchant to finish his food, so he asked him: Why did you take out the wretched man? I might have given him a small piece of chicken! Or on the other hand, say a good word to him! The seller shouted at him and said to her: Shut up, this matter does not concern you.

A few days later the shipper went to his shop and thought it was expendable, the fire had left nothing of the clothes and clothes yet, so he went home and told his other partner that he had lost everything he claimed.

The husband tried to calm the annoyance and anxiety of her selling husband about what he had lost, but he advised her to go to her family's house because he had no choice in helping her, and he broke up with her.

It's been a while since the big husband separated, but God favored her with a decent and free husband who loves to help others, and one day the couple was eating and their food was two chickens, there was a thump on the doorway.

The great wife got up and opened the doorway and saw an excited man asking for food, and she returned to her better half and told him that there were fluids that needed food, so her other husband advised her to give the fluids one of the two chickens, and shared: One chicken is enough for you and me.

The great wife offered the hen to the hobo, and she returned to finish dinner with her other husband, with tears in her eyes.

The great husband saw the last important thing crying and asked her wonderingly: Why are you crying, my dear wife? She said: I weep in view of the fact that the poor man who asked for food was my most unforgettable wife, and I told him what this miserly man had done when the tramp came to their house to ask for food, the last of which was important to set happily.

Her great husband said to her: My better half, if the examiner who hit our entrance is your unforgettable husband, then I am the chief examiner. Days overflow between individuals, a day for you and a day against you. Try not to be rigid with what you have today.