Bean and bean seed. bean seed

Once upon a time there was a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was in a hurry, still in a hurry, and the hen kept saying to herself:
- Petya, don’t rush. Petya, take your time.
Once a cockerel was pecking bean seeds, but in a hurry he choked.
He's choking, can't breathe, can't hear, as if he's lying dead.
The chicken got scared, rushed to the owner, shouting:
- Oh, hostess, hurry up and lubricate 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 whip up some butter.”
The chicken rushed to the cow:
“Cow, my dear, give me some milk quickly, the hostess will make butter out of the milk, I’ll lubricate the cockerel’s neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.”

“Go quickly to the owner, let him bring me some fresh grass.”
The chicken runs to its owner:
-Master! Master! Give the cow some fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will make butter from the milk, I will lubricate the cockerel’s neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

- Run quickly to the blacksmith for a scythe.
The chicken ran as fast as she could to the blacksmith:
- Blacksmith, blacksmith, quickly give the owner a good scythe. The owner will give the cow grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will lubricate the cockerel’s neck: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The blacksmith gave the owner a new scythe,

the owner gave the cow fresh grass,

the cow gave milk,

The hostess churned the butter and gave the butter to the chicken.

The chicken greased the neck of the cockerel. The bean seed slipped through.
The cockerel jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs:
- Ku-ka-riku!


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Russian folktale

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The Bean Seed is a Russian folk tale that every family is familiar with. It describes the story of how a cockerel choked on a bean seed. What lengths will the chicken go to to save him? Who will help her with this, and how will it all end? Read about all this in a fairy tale. It teaches responsiveness, compassion, mutual assistance, gratitude and the importance of being kind, selfless and forgetting about differences when loved ones are in mortal danger.

Once upon a time there lived a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was rummaging and dug up a bob.

- Co-co-co, chicken, eat a bean seed!

- Co-co-co, cockerel, eat it yourself!

The cockerel ate the 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 legume grain!

River says:

- Go to the sticky, ask for a leaf, then I’ll give you some water.

The chicken ran to the sticky:

- Sticky, sticky, give me a leaf! I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give it some 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 some thread! I’ll take the thread to the sticky, the sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give the cockerel some water to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The girl answers:

- Go to the combers, ask for a comb, then I’ll give you some 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 a thread, I’ll take the thread to the sticky, the sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give the cockerel some water to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

Combers say:

- Go to the Kalashniks, let them give us some Kalachs.

The chicken ran to the Kalashnikov:

- Kalashnikov, Kalashnikov, give me the Kalashnikov! I’ll take the rolls to the combers, the combers will give a comb, I’ll take the comb to the girl, the girl will give a thread, I’ll take the thread to the sticky, the sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give some 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 chicken went to the woodcutters:

- Woodcutters, woodcutters, give me some wood! 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 a comb, I’ll take the comb to the girl, the girl will give a thread, I’ll take the thread to the sticky, the sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give some water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The woodcutters gave the chicken some wood.

The chicken took the firewood to the Kalashniks, the Kalashnikovs gave her rolls, gave the rolls to the combers, the combers gave her a comb, took the comb to the girl, the girl gave her a thread, took the thread to Lipka, Lipka gave a leaf, took the leaf to the river, the river gave some water.

The cockerel got drunk and a grain slipped through.

The cockerel crowed.

Once upon a time there was a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was in a hurry, still in a hurry, and the hen kept saying to herself:
- Petya, don’t rush. Petya, take your time.
Once a cockerel was pecking bean seeds, but in a hurry he choked.
He's choking, can't breathe, can't hear, as if he's lying dead.
The chicken got scared, rushed to the owner, shouting:
- Oh, hostess, quickly let some oil lubricate the cockerel’s neck: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.
The hostess says:
- Run quickly to the cow, ask her for milk, and I’ll whip up some butter.
The chicken rushed to the cow:
- Cow, my dear, give me some milk quickly, the hostess will make butter from the milk, I’ll lubricate 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 its owner:
-Master! Master! Give the cow some fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will make butter from the milk, I will lubricate the cockerel’s neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

- Run quickly to the blacksmith for a scythe.
The chicken ran as fast as she could to the blacksmith:
- Blacksmith, blacksmith, quickly give the owner a good scythe. The owner will give the cow grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will lubricate the cockerel’s neck: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The blacksmith gave the owner a new scythe,

the owner gave the cow fresh grass,

the cow gave milk,
The hostess churned the butter and gave the butter to the chicken.

The chicken greased the neck of the cockerel. The bean seed slipped through.
The cockerel jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs:
- Ku-ka-riku!

Russian folktale

Once upon a time there lived a woman, and she had two sons and a daughter. They lived poorly. Their only wealth was a cow.

“We have nothing else to eat,” the woman once said, “we need to sell the cow, then we will have some money.”

And the eldest son went to sell the cow.

It's a pity to part with the cow. But nothing can be done.

“When I return home, my brother and sister will be happy, and my mother will praise me,” the boy thought.

The boy had just sold the cow when the poor old man turned to him.

Buy some bean seeds from me.

“Okay, I’ll buy grains from you,” the boy answered, “and handed over his only gold one.”

These grains will bring you good luck,” said the old man and waved after the leaving boy.

“What can grow from these little bean seeds?” - the boy thought and hurried home.

How could you give your last coin for simple grains? - the mother began to scold the boy.

But, mom, they are not simple. Let's plant them and see what grows.

And so they did.

Soon a sprout appeared from the ground. He was getting taller and taller. And then the top of the stem disappeared into the clouds.

I've never seen anything like this before! - the boy was surprised. - I wonder what's up there?

The boy followed the stem all the way to the clouds. And there he saw a castle. There was a cage with a chicken on the window.

An evil giant is guarding me,” said the chicken. 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 scared.

And together with the chicken he slid down the stem, as if down a hill.

The boy brought the chicken home and sat it on a soft mat.

Mom, look, our chicken is magical! - the boy suddenly shouted, a golden egg sparkling in his hand. And from then on they lived happily and knew no troubles.

Once upon a time there lived a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was in a hurry and in a hurry, and the hen kept saying:

- Petya, don’t rush. Petya, take your time.

Once a cockerel was pecking bean seeds, but in a hurry he choked. He choked, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t hear, lay motionless. The chicken got scared, rushed to the owner, shouting:

- Oh, hostess, hurry up and lubricate 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 whip up some butter.”

The chicken rushed to the cow:

“Cow, my dear, give me some milk quickly, the hostess will make butter out of the milk, I’ll lubricate the cockerel’s neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.”

“Go quickly to the owner, let him bring me some fresh grass.”

The chicken runs to its owner:

Master! Master! Give the cow some fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will make butter from the milk, I will lubricate the cockerel’s neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

“Run quickly to the blacksmith for a scythe,” says the owner.

The chicken ran as fast as she could to the blacksmith:

- Blacksmith, blacksmith, quickly give the owner a good scythe. The owner will give the cow grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will lubricate the cockerel’s neck: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.