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A poor man married a woman and they had a child, so the man decided to travel to seek a living. He agreed with his wife on twenty years of travel. And if they add one day, then the woman is free and free to do whatever she wants... And his wife promised him that He traveled and left his wife and son, who had not reached the age of one month Travel to a country Where he worked in a wheat mill for a good man The owner of the mill was pleased with his activity Twenty years later, he said to the owner of the mill: I decided to go home Because my wife promised to wait for me twenty years And I want to see what's going on there The owner of the mill told him: I work for another year Please, I got used to you as a father gets used to his son The man said: I can't, I asked the house for its people It's time for me to come back, it's been twenty years since I've been away And if I don't come home this year, my wife will leave him The owner of the mill gave him three gold coins And he said to him: This is all I have. Take it, for it is not much for you The man took the three gold coins and headed towards his village On his way to the village, he was followed by three passersby Two were young men and the third was an old man They met and started talking while the old man didn't say a word He was looking at the birds and laughing The man asked: Who is this old man? The two young men answered: He is our father The man said: Why is he laughing like that? The two young men answered: He knows the language of birds and listens to their amusing and funny discussion The man said: Why does he never speak? The two young men answered: Because every word of his words has a monetary value The man said: How much does it take? The two young men answered: For every sentence, he takes a gold coin The man said to himself: I am a poor person. Will I become more poor? If you give this old man the beard one piece of gold Enough to hear what he says He took out a piece of gold from his pocket and handed it to the old man The old man said: Do not enter the stormy river and be silent And they followed their path The man said to himself: A terrible old man who knows the language of birds and for two or three words takes a gold I wonder what he would tell me if I gave him the second piece..??? And once again his hand slipped into his pocket and took out the second gold coin and gave it to the old woman The old man said: When you see vultures hovering, go I know what's going on and I'm silent And they followed their path And the man said to himself: Listen to what he says How many times have I seen vultures hovering and did not stop even once to find out what the problem was I'll give this old man the third piece With this piece and without it things will go For the third time, his hand slips into his pocket and grabbed the last piece And gave it to the old woman The old man took the gold coin and said: Before you do anything, count in your mind to twenty-five and be silent And they all followed the path, then they called each other and parted The worker returned to his village On the way, he came to the edge of a river The river was storming and dragging branches and trees in its stream And the man remembered the first advice the old man gave him He did not try to enter the river He sat on the bank of the river, took out a bag of bread, and began to eat At this point, a voice was heard He did not turn until he saw a knight and a white horse The knight said: Why don't you cross the river? The man said: I cannot cross this raging river The knight said to him: Look at how I will cross this simple river And as soon as the horse entered the river, the current swept him along with his rider The whirlpools were spinning at them and the knight drowned As for the horse, it continued swimming from where it descended His legs were pouring water The man grabbed the horse, rode it, and looked for a bridge to cross And when he found it, he crossed over to the opposite bank Then he went to his village And when he was passing near thick bushes, Saw three big eagles hovering The man said to himself: I will see what is there He got off the horse and hid among the trees, and there he saw three lifeless bodies And near the corpses a leather bag When he opened it, it was filled with gold coins The bodies were bandits At night they robbed a passerby Then they came here to share the spoils among themselves But they differed in the matter, and they killed each other with pistols The man took the money and put a g*n on his side And he followed his path And in the evening he came to his house He opened the outside door and arrived at the courtyard And he said to himself: I will look out the window to see what my wife is doing The window was open and the room was lit He looked out the window and saw a table in the middle of the room covered with food And two women sat with her, the wife and a man he did not know His back was to the net He trembled from the horror of the surprise and said to himself: You traitor, you swore to me not to marry anyone but me And you wait for me until I come back And now you live in my house and cheat on me with another man...??? He grabbed his pistol grip and aimed at the house But he remembered the old woman's third advice to count to twenty-five The man said to himself: I will count to twenty-five and then I will shoot And he started counting one... two... three... four... Meanwhile, the boy was talking to the wife and said: My mother, I will go tomorrow in this wide world to look for my father How hard it is to live without him, Mama Then he asked: How many years have he been gone? The mother said: Twenty years, my son Then she added: When your father traveled, you were only a month old The man regretted it and said to himself: If I didn't go back to twenty-five, I would have made a disaster To torment her for eternity He shouted from the window: Oh, my son! my wife . Go out and receive the guest you always have you wait The story may be real or just fiction, but the important thing is We have to think before we do anything we want so that we don't regret in the end What we pay for knowledge, we make up for it with experience