Czechoslovak folk story: The magic sweater story

there was once a girl named miranda.

she had blue eyes, brown braids, very beautiful.

in the year she was 17, a group of bandits broke into her home, killed her parents and looted her home.

in order to live, miranda had to work in a store.

in the harsh winter, she ran around the village barefoot.

the master did not feed her at all and gave her only a piece of bread and a bowl of fresh soup every day.

the hirer yaromir fell in love with milida, and miranda fell in love with him.

although they planted the seeds of love, they did not have the money to marry and to buy their own property.

one day, miranda had just made lunch for the master, and suddenly an old woman came in.

she was short and fat, like a string, wearing a hand-weaved white dress and whispering: "please, rich boss, let me have a meal.

i'm not too close to you, i'm a sweater grandmother." "scram!" the master shouted, "i can't afford you!" the old lady shook her head and left.

mirida was very sympathetic to her and chased her and stuffed a piece of dry bread from the owner to the old man for a day.

the old lady laughed.

she took a line out of her pocket and put a couple of sweater pins in it, and she said, "mirida, you gave me a piece of dry bread, and i'm going to give you a bunch of never-ending hairlines and some magical sweater needles.

anything you want to knit, just say, every needle turns into seven needles, and it's automatic.

if you like, these needles can jump into anyone's hands.

if you don't tell him to stop, it'll keep knitting and the people will tell you the truth." miranda accepted this gift with joy.

she just wanted to thank grandma.

grandma's gone.

at night, miranda climbed up her own attic, making every magic sweater needle seven needles, knitting her with a red turban, a pair of gloves with flowers, a pair of socks with bars, a blue shoulder and a yellow dress.

it's strange that, just after mirida had said it, every needle was turned into seven needles, and it started to knit.

in the morning, these things will be woven.

since then, in this cold shop, miranda will no longer be frozen.

the magic sweater needle is knitting every night, knitting mirida's wedding clothes, knitting jalomir's socks and knitting the children of barefooted neighbours.

one day, the master asked miri to go to the forest and fetch firewood.

mirida picked up a day of firewood and was just going back, and suddenly a bandit head appeared before her.

miranda immediately recognized that this guy had set fire to her family's house last year, killing her parents and killing her family.

the robber's head looked at miranda and squeezed his black eye and said, "i have my house in the middle of the forest, i have six partners, seven of them living together.

we don't have to sow.

we don't have to harvestYu.

You go to my house and be the hostess, and I'll make sure you wear silk and pearls!" The hoodlum laughs, and says, "Get ready, Milida, I'll marry you in a month!" And the hoodlum goes.

A week has passed, another week has passed, and soon a month has passed.

One day, suddenly, the shop door was pushed and a customer came in, and his black eyes were shining like coal.

Miranda immediately recognized him as a gangster.

He said to the owner of the store, "I see the woman in your house who wants to marry her as my wife!" "What can I say?" The master answered, "You're a man of fame! If Miranda doesn't object, I'll let her go." Miranda thought, "I agree.

However, you, the thief, must build a new house within three days, secure all the property, and have a big party in order to make a wedding order.” When Jalomir heard the news, he cried as a tearman, and Miranda said to him, "My dear, don't be sad, don't be sad, come to my wedding and know what I'm thinking." The robbers called many carpenters and built a new house in three days.

The barn is full of cattle and the room is full of treasure。