At one time, the sparrows and foxes were friends of the past. Wherever a fox runs, a sparrow flies there.
- You want to sow wheat together," says the fox once.
- I want to, kumushka.
We sowed wheat. She grew up, she had time for it. It's time to harvest. Sparrow and fox began to reap in the morning. But it became sunny, and the fox was a lazy lazy lazy woman, and she thought to trick her.
- Brother of sparrows," she said, "you reap, and I'll go down that hill and support the sky. If the sky falls, it will break our good wheat.
- Go on, kumushka," says the sparrow, "and he bent down again, "reaping himself.
The fox rose on the hill. And then the cloud just came out of the mountains. A fox sat down and raised her paws as if the cloud was supporting her.
Vorobey squeezed the field, removed the sheaves, swept the barn and said:
- Go on, you little idol, let's grind.
- You thresh, you sparrow-brother, and I'll still have to support the sky. Or it will fall and destroy our good wheat.
He harnessed the oxen sparrows, grinded the wheat, sang the fox and called for it:
- Go on, kumushka, let's share the wheat.
- I'm coming! - The fox shouts.
I ran away. I took a fox and said:
- Here's a measure for you, sparrow, and I have to take two measures. After all, my work is heavier than yours - I supported the sky. Besides, I'm your older sister.
Vorobey swallowed the resentment, took his grain and flew back. His dog saw him and asked:
- Did you get cute?
He told her about his grief. And the dog got angry and said:
- Take me to the fox barn!
The sparrow led her to the barn. The dog got in there and buried itself in the grain.
The next day the fox was going to the mill to grind wheat. She came to her barn, started to rake the grain, sees a dog's ear sticking out of it. I thought the fox was something to eat and praise him with his teeth. And the dog will jump out like a fox - strangled in a flash.