German classic folk story: the poor and the rich

in ancient times, god was used to dealing personally with mortals on earth.

one day it was dark, and he had not found a hotel where he was physically and mentally distraught by night.

at that point, he found two houses facing each other on both sides of the road: one large and beautiful, the other small and worn out, the larger belongs to a rich and the smaller belongs to a poor.

god thought, "if i lived in a rich man, i wouldn't burden him: i'd spend the night with him." when the owner heard a knock on the door, he opened the window and asked the stranger what he wanted, and god said, "i want to stay for one night." the owner of the money went up and down in the future, and saw god in plain clothes, unlike a man who had any money in his pocket, and he shook his head and said, “no, i can't let you live.

my house is full of herbal medicine and seeds.

if anyone knocks on the door, i'll come out for dinner soon.

find somewhere else to live." after that, he closed the window and left god outside.

so god turned away from the owner and went to the house across the street and knocked on the door.

when the door was knocked, the poor opened the small door and invited them in.

"live with me for the night, it's dark," he said, "you can't go tonight." god was moved, he came into the house.

the poor's wife, who held his hand, welcomed him and asked him to be polite and to do whatever he wanted, saying that, while they could not get much, they would treat him with all that in good faith.

the hostess put potatoes on the fire while milking the sheep, so they drank some milk.

when the tablecloth was laid, god and the master sat down, although the food was not very good, but god appreciated it because everyone was happy to sit at the table and eat.

it's time to go to bed after dinner, and the hostess calls her husband to the side and whispers, “listen, dear husband, let's make our own straw bed tonight, let the poor guest sleep in our bed, and he must be tired and gone all day.” “i totally agree.” he replied, “i'll tell him.” he used to invite this stranger to say, " if you don't mind, sleep in their beds.

but god certainly wouldn't sleep in the bed of two old men.

no matter how god refuses, they disagree, and in the end, god accepts, sleeps on the bed, and they lay some grass on the floor themselves