Gutted chickens In my childhood years…

Gutted chickens In my childhood in our hospitable was constantly a crowd of Mom was very fond of guests and tried to keep their conscience at the dining table usually sat a few , aside from family And some from other cities, and remained to spend the , it that we had them for a month, and even more luckily, the house had 8 rooms “do Not have hundred rubles, rather have hundred friends!” is this saying my mom always guided in our house flashed like a kaleidoscope: some come for business, others just to sit and talk Money mother no one is taking However, often the proverb to justify yourself, because if my mom needed any service, numerous friends came to her rescue And here’s another one that I among all this abundance of guests in Addition my mother extremely interested in the supernatural was her friend, a certain Marina, as they say, widely known in narrow circles of the fortune teller and psychic So that the conversation in the house often turned to miracles and mysticism And then one day, sitting at the table, one of my mother’s acquaintances, a man named Sergei, complained that the last time sees a very disturbing dreams That he had his own house on fire And another time he saw that room is full of chickens who are always rushing, rushing at him in the eye and screaming wildly when it Saw it and something else equally disturbing Mother believed in dreams and listened to it very seriously In her opinion, these dreams were not good, She even advised me to go to the Marina with the aim to avert the trouble But he never got It to work “Shuttle” and lived in a neighboring small , and our stayed while passing Through for a while, we learned that the family of Sergei there was a terrible tragedy Turns out he had a mentally ill mother, who has long been in the hospital for treatment to Take her Sergei flatly refused But he was summoned and shamed by doctors, hospital chief of staff and others, emphasizing the fact that that’s his mother and he, as the son is obliged to take care of her and her condition such that she could stay at nevertheless, the son resisted, perhaps sensing something, but in the end his resistance was broken He took his mother Grandmother Gink, of course, and they had her a lot of trouble, They lived in a private house, and the old was still strong At first glance, it seemed adequate, spoke and understood everything, but when it came to agriculture, started oddities to Look out for her all day, they could not, and the grandmother went outside, and began to “manage” it caught other people’s goats and dragged them , taking for their own, climb into other people’s gardens and everything was spoiled, took other people’s things by the Word, and then Sergei had to apologize to the neighbors, make amends, etc. etc. And then one day the grandmother was met at the gate of Sergei with his wife and them with a satisfied smile, plucked and gutted chickens, the Wife gasped: the farm was not chicken again, probably stole from the neighbors, the Reality was worse than the worst nightmare that day the children of Sergey and his wife, two little girls had to look after mother, but she was away somewhere, leaving sleeping children in the house with a crazy grandma Crazy gutted his two little granddaughters as chickens in particular stuck with me because unfortunately my father saw in his nightmares it can be Seen chickens, some higher power warned him of the danger


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