Once upon a time, there was a fisherman who lived with his wife in a dirty little fishing house by the sea. The fisherman goes fishing every day. One day, he sat on the beach with a fishing rod, looking at the clear water with his eyes, and sat there in a daze.
Suddenly, the hook sank down sharply, sinking very deeply, and was about to sink to the bottom of the sea, and when he pulled the hook up, he found that there was a big flounder caught, and who knew that the flounder actually said to him: "Listen, fisherman, I will beg you to let me have a way to live, I am not a flounder." I am a prince who has been enchanted, I can fulfill your wishes, and my flesh will not be to your taste, please put me back in the water and let me swim. ”
"Well," said the fisherman, "you don't have to bother with such a tongue, a talking flounder, how could I stay?" With that, he put the flounder back into the clear water, and the flounder immediately swam away, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.
The fisherman then returned to his hut and walked over to his wife.
"Hey, sir," his wife asked, "did you catch nothing today?" ”
"Caught?" He replied, "What do you say?" I caught a flounder, but he said he was a prince who had been enchanted, so I let it go! ”
"Didn't you mention any wishes?" The wife asked.
"No," replied the husband, "what wish should I make?" "Oh," said the wife, "I can't stand living in a dirty little house like ours, and you should mention that you want a beautiful cottage, go and tell it that we want a cottage, and I'm sure it will fulfill our wishes." ”
"But," said my husband, "how can I go again?" ”
The wife said, "You caught it and let it go, and it will certainly fulfill our wishes. ”
The fisherman was still reluctant to go, but he did not want to make his wife angry, so he went to the beach. When he came to the sea, the water was green and yellow, and it was not as calm as before. He walked over, stood on the shore and said, "O flounder, you are in the sea begging you to listen to me well. I said catch you and let you go without mentioning your wishes. The wife is right but not forgiving and not clinging to it. ”
The flounder did swim toward him. He asked, "What do you want?" ”
The fisherman said, "I just caught you, and my wife said that I should make a wish to you." She didn't want to live in that little cottage anymore, she wanted a little cottage! ”
"Go back," said the flounder, "she already has a cottage." ”
The fisherman went home. His wife no longer lived in the dilapidated fishing lodge, and a small cottage had been erected on the ground, and she was sitting on a bench in front of the door.
When the wife saw that her husband had returned, she took his hand and said, "Come in and take a look, isn't it better now?" ”
Then they entered the house. The cottage had a small anteroom, a nice little living room, a clean bedroom with a bed in the bedroom, a kitchen and food storage room with the necessary furniture, a tableware made of tin and copper, a small yard with chickens and ducks, and a small garden full of vegetables and fruits.
They then went to bed after dinner. They lived like this for a week or two. One day, my wife suddenly said, "Listen, sir, this house is too small, the yard and garden are too small, and the flounder can give us a bigger one." I'm going to live in a big stone palace, go find the flounder, and ask him to give us a palace. ”
"Oh, wife," said the husband, "isn't this villa good enough?" Why do we have to live in a palace? ”
"Nonsense," replied the wife, "you just have to go to the flounder, and he will fulfill our wishes completely." ”
"Go, go." The wife said loudly, "It has been done, and it is willing to do so, so let's go." ”
The fisherman's heart was very heavy, he did not want to go, he whispered to himself repeatedly, "This should not be." But he went anyway.
When he came to the seashore, the water was no longer green and yellowish, but had become turbid. Sometimes dark blue, sometimes dark purple, sometimes gray and black, but still very calm. The fisherman stood on the shore and said, "Flounder, you are in the sea and please listen to me a few words." I caught you and let you go without mentioning your wishes. The wife does not spare and does not rely on this! ”
"So, what does she want?" The flounder asked, "Oh," said the fisherman, a little frightened, "and she wants to live in a palace made of stone." ”
"Go back," said the flounder, "and she is now standing in front of the palace door." ”
The fisherman then walked back, thinking that he would get home quickly. Walking to the original place and looking at it, it really stands a stone-built palace, very magnificent and magnificent. His wife was standing on the steps, preparing to go in, when she saw her husband return, she took his hand and said, "Come in with me." He and his wife went in, and saw that the halls of the palace were covered with marble, and there were many servants waiting there, opening one door after another for them, and the walls of the palace were brightly colored. Exquisite and dazzling. There were many gilded tables and chairs in the rooms, all the rooms in the hall were carpeted and the tables were full of delicious food and all kinds of precious things. There is also a large yard behind the house with stables, cowsheds, and many horses and cows. A palatial carriage was parked there, and in addition to the yard, there was a beautiful large garden full of purple and red flowers, many precious fruit trees, and a park of more than two miles, with deer, hares, and so on, and everything imaginable. "Oh," said the wife, "isn't it pretty?" ”
"Pretty, of course pretty." The husband replied, "This is good enough, let's live in this beautiful palace, we should be satisfied." ”
The next morning, the wife woke up first, and it was dawn, and she sat on the bed and could see the fields in front of her, rich and beautiful, and endless!
She stabbed her husband in the waist with her elbow and said, "Dang, get up and follow me to the window." Lo and behold, can't we be kings of this country? Go to flounder and say we're going to be queens! ”
"Oh, wife!" The husband said, "Why are we going to be queens?" I don't want to do this. ”
"Hey," said the wife, "you don't want to be when I can be. Go to the flounder and tell it I have to be queen. ”
The fisherman had to go out. When I thought of my wife having to be a queen, I felt particularly worried. When he came to the seashore, the sea was gray and black, the waves were turbulent, and the sea water that poured up from the bottom of the sea emitted a foul smell. He stood by the sea and said, "Flounder, you are in the sea and please listen to me." I caught you and let you go without mentioning your wishes. But the wife is not stubborn and does not rely on this. ”
"What does she want?" Flounder asked!
"Oh," replied the fisherman, "she wants to be queen." ”
"Go back," said the flounder, "and her wish has been granted." ”
The fisherman had gone home. When he came to the front of the palace, he found that the palace was much larger, and a tall tower was added, with beautiful carvings on the tower, a row of guards guarding the palace gate, many soldiers nearby, and a band in front of the door, beating gongs and drums. When he entered the palace, he saw that everything was made of gold and marble, and the tables and chairs were covered with velvet and hung with large gold tassels. Doors opened suddenly, and the whole palace was full of magnificence, and his wife sat on a tall gold treasure with countless diamonds, wearing a wide gold crown on her head and holding a royal staff made of pure gold and precious stones. On either side of the throne, six palace ladies lined up, one shorter than the other.
The fisherman stepped forward and said to her, "Hey, wife, you're really queen now." ”
The wife replied, "I am now the Queen." The fisherman stood there, looking up and down at his wife. After a while, he said, "Hey, wife, now that you're a queen, how satisfied you are, let's not ask for anything more in the future!" ”
"Boss, that's not okay." The wife replied that her mood began to irritate, "I have felt bored very much, and I can no longer bear it." Go to the flounder and tell it that I want to be emperor. ”
"Oh, wife," said the husband, "why do you want to be emperor?" ”
"Sir," said the wife, "go to the flounder and say I want to be the empress, I am the queen, you dare not listen to me, go at once!" ”
The fisherman had to go. When he walked on the road, he felt very scared in his heart, and as he walked, he thought, "This will not have a good ending, to be a queen, the face is really too thick, in the end the flounder will be angry." ”
He walked like this while thinking, and came to the seashore, only to see that the sea was a sea, inky black and turbid, not only the waves of the chest churning, the foam splashing, and the whirlwind, which made the fisherman feel frightened, but he still stood on the shore and said: "Flounder, you are in the sea, please listen to me carefully." I caught you and let you go without mentioning your wishes, and my wife did not forgive you. ”
"What does she want?" Flounder asked.
"Hey," hey. The fisherman replied, "She wants to be empress." ”
"Go back," said the flounder, "and she has become empress." ”
So the fisherman walked back to the house and saw that the entire palace was made of grinded and polished marble, and plaster reliefs and pure decorations could be seen everywhere. In front of the palace, soldiers were lining up to march, and the sound of trumpets and gongs and drums was deafening. In the palace, the baron and the count walked around, all of them looking like slaves, and the doors of the pure gold cast opened for him one by one. He looked closer and saw his wife on a throne, forged from a whole piece of gold, thousands of feet high. She wears a wide golden crown, three inches high, inlaid with countless jewels, holding a crown in one hand and a golden ball in the other. On either side of her stood two columns of attendants, one shorter than the other, the tallest looking like a giant. The shortest was a little dwarf, not as big as his fingers. In front of her stood many princes and nobles.
After a few days, the old woman said, "My husband, I want to be a female pope, go quickly, I will become pope today." ”
The fisherman felt that the request was too much and refused.
"Well, stop talking nonsense." She said, "I must be a female pope!" ”
The fisherman was terrified and had to go.
As he walked along the road, he felt weak, his legs trembling and trembling. The wind whistled on the hills along the coast, and the clouds rolled and went dark. The leaves rustled, and the sea raged like a pot, constantly lapping at his shoes. In the distance, he saw some ships bouncing in the rough seas. Signals for help are fired. The sky was fiery red, and it was getting redder, revealing only a little blue in the middle, as if a storm was coming. The fisherman stood there, trembling, and said, "Flounder, you are in the sea, and I beg you to listen carefully to me." I caught you and let you go without mentioning your wishes, and my wife did not forgive and did not rely on it. ”
"Alas," replied the fisherman, "she is going to be the pope." ”
"Go back, she's become a female pope." Flounder said.
So the fisherman walked back, and when he got home, he saw a cathedral standing there, surrounded by several palaces, and people were crowding in like a tide. All the emperors and kings of the world knelt before her and scrambled to kiss her shoes.
"Wife," said the fisherman, looking at her, "are you really the Pope now?" ”
"Yes," she replied, "I am the Female Pope. ”
Then he said, "Wife, you have become a female pope, and this time you should be satisfied, and there can be no more happy things than this." ”
"Well, I have to think about it." The wife replied. After saying that, they went to bed.
At dawn, the old woman saw a red sun rising and suddenly had a thought: "Haha! Shouldn't I give orders to the sun and the moon? "The boss," she said, poking her husband in the waist with her elbow, "get up and go to the flounder and tell it that I want to control the sun and the moon." ”
The husband slept in a daze, and when he heard her words, he rolled off the bed in fright. He asked loudly, "Wife, what are you talking about?" ”
"Lord," she said, "if I can't give orders to the sun and the moon, and if they rise, they will rise, and if they fall, they will fall, and I will not live." ”
She stared at her husband with great ferocity, frightening him into a shudder.
The fisherman quickly put on his clothes and ran out like crazy. The wind was howling outside, and he couldn't stand on his feet. House after house was blown down, tree after tree was blown over, even the mountains were trembling, pieces of rock rolled down into the sea, and the sky thundered and flashed, and it was pitch black. The sea set off huge black waves, the waves were as high as mountains, and white foam was pouring on the tip of the waves.
The fisherman shouted in a hoarse voice, "Flounder, you are in the sea, please listen carefully to me, I caught you and let you go without mentioning your wishes, but my wife did not spare and did not rely on this." ”
"So, what does she really want?" Flounder asked. "Alas," replied the fisherman, "she wants to be the master of the sun and the moon." ”
"Go back," said the flounder, "and she is living in that broken fishing house again." ”
In this way, they have been living there until today.