In ancient times, in a village, there was a very poor woodcutter, so he only had an ax to work and support his children and his wife. It is very difficult to earn six pence each day. He and his wife had to work hard from the dawn until late at night so they could live without running out of food. When they rest, they will not get anything.
"What should I do?" "I am very tired now, my wife and my son have nothing to eat, and I am not as strong as I used to hold this ax to get a piece of bread for my family." Ah, so bad for the poor, when they are born into this world. "
While he was still moaning, a voice called out to him with pity: "What do you complain about?"
"How can I not complain when I have no food?" he said. "Go home," said the voice, "dig the ground in the corner of your yard, and you will find a treasure under a dead branch.
When this woodcutter heard this, he fell to his knees on the ground, and said: "Sir, what is your master's name, who is such a generous lord?"
"My name is Merlin," said the voice.
"Ah! Sir, God will bless you if you come to help me and save my family from poverty."
"Go fast," said the voice, "and in a year, come back here, and give me an explanation of what you do with the money you find in the corner of your yard."
"Sir, I will visit you in one know, or every day, if you command me."
Then the woodcutter goes back to his house, digs the ground at the corner of his yard and there he finds the treasure he has promised. How happy they are as a family because it has escaped poverty.
Not wanting his neighbors to know why they suddenly became rich, he still went into the forest with an ax, so it was as if he worked hard and slowly lifted from poverty into prosperity.
At the end of the year, he goes into the forest to keep his promise. And the voice said, "So you finally came!" "Yes sir," "And how did you spend the treasure?" "Sir, my family can eat good food and dress nice, and we always thank you every day."
"Your situation is getting better then, but tell me, is there anything you want?" "Ah, yes, sir, I want to be the mayor of my place."
"Well, in forty days you will be mayor."
"Oh, thousands of thanks, my dear fingers."
In the second year, a rich woodcutter came to the forest with an excellent new dress and wore the attribute that he was the mayor.
"Mr. Merlin," he called, "come and talk to me."
"I am here," said the voice, "what do you expect?"
"A high official just died yesterday, and my son, with your help, wants to replace him, I ask for your kindness."
"In forty days, the thing you want will come true," Merlin said.
Similarly in forty days, his son became a high official, and they were still not satisfied.
At the end of the third year, the woodcutter was looking for Merlin again in the forest, and in a condescending voice he said "Merlin, will you help me?"
"What do you want?" said the voice.
"My daughter hopes to marry an official," he said. "Your hope will come true," Merlin replied, and within forty days, the girl's daughter was married to an official.
And so it was finally time passed, until at the end of the fourth year, his wise wife told him to go back there to thank him, but the woodcutter replied: "Why should I go back into that forest to talk to a creature I've never seen? very rich, have lots of friends, and my name is deeply respected by everyone. "
"Go once more," said his wife, "you must give him his greetings and thank him for all his goodness."
Finally the woodcutter on his horse, followed by two servants, entered the forest and started shouting: "Merlot! Merlot! I do not need you anymore, because now I am quite rich." Merlin replied, "Looks like you forgot when you were poor, did not eat enough, with only an ax, you painstakingly earned six pence every day! I gave you the first blessing, you kneel with both feet, and call me 'Tuan ', after the second blessing, you just call me' Daddy 'and after the third you call me' Merlin ', now you arrogantly call me' Merlot 'You may think you are very rich and live well and do not need Again, let's see, so far you have not got a good heart and always act stupid, stay stupid, and stay as poor as I first met you. " The woodcutter burst out laughing, shrugging his shoulders and not believing what was being said to him.
He returned to his home, but quickly his now-high-ranking son, died, his daughter who became wife of an official also suffered a severe illness and eventually died. Misfortune struck him continuously and when war broke out, soldiers from both sides of the war, entered his house, seized his drinks and food in his barn, burned all his fields, as well as his house, until he did not have a penny.
When it was time to pay taxes, he had no money in his pocket, so he was forced to sell all his fields. "Look," said the ungrateful woodcutter, crying, "I have lost everything I have, money, fields, horses, my children! Why do not I trust Merlin?
"Look," said the ungrateful woodcutter, crying, "I have lost everything I have, money, fields, horses, my children! Why do not I believe in Merlin? Only death that has not picked me up, I can not bear this suffering. "
"Not so," said his wise wife, "We have to start working hard again." "With what?" said the woodcutter, "We do not even have a donkey to work!"
"With what God gave us," said his wife again.
God only gives them a basket, which is borrowed from his neighbor. With this basket on his back and an ax in his hand, he finally enters the forest to work for cutting down the wood, trying to find wood to get six pence a day. Since then, he has never heard Merlin's voice again.
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