I don't know how many years ago, there was a young couple who lived in a small hut in a ravine. Because the family is poor, the young couple have to fight two pieces of firewood on their backs every day and carry them to the market to sell.

One day, the young couple came back from the mountain with firewood on their backs. They carried a bundle of firewood on their backs in the yard, and planned to carry it to the market the next morning for a few pence to buy rice, and the other bundle of firewood was kept for home cooking. Who would have thought that when I woke up the next morning, the firewood I wanted to sell was gone, so I had to sell the firewood I had saved for my own family.

The next day, they made firewood on their backs. They put firewood on their backs in the yard. They are going to get up early the next day and take it to the market to sell. The other one has firewood on his back and burns it at home. But after a night, the firewood in the yard disappeared again! The same is true on the third day and the fourth day. The husband feels very strange.

On the fifth day, he left an empty chamber in the backpack firewood he was going to sell in the yard, and he got in and hid it himself, just like the backpack firewood he had put in the yard several times before. Who wants to pull down a big rope from the sky in the middle of the night, hang it on the back clip of this firewood and drag it to the sky? The woodcutter went to heaven with him. In the sky, a kind old man with white hair opened the firewood. Seeing a man inside, he asked, "People only fight firewood once a day. Why do you fight firewood twice? "

The woodcutter bowed and said, "The family is really poor. My wife and I fight firewood twice a day, once we cook at home and once we sell it in the market. It's better to change some money to buy rice porridge! "

Hearing this, the old man smiled and said to the woodcutter affectionately, "I knew you two were a hardworking and kind couple." I'll give you two a treasure and take it back to live! "

After a while, seven heavenly daughters came to guide him and took him into a glazed palace with golden wings and scales. This palace is so bright that you can hardly keep your eyes open when you go in! There are all kinds of babies who can't be named. There is a room with all kinds of bags hanging on the wall. The goddess told him, "What do you want? Pick one and take it back! "

The woodcutter said happily, "I want one full of treasures!" " Give me that round and bulging bag! "He picked the biggest one.

At this time, the white-haired old man came in from the outside and said to him with a straight face: "No! Let me give you an empty one. You can take out one or two pieces of silver a day, but you can't take more! "

The woodcutter had to agree, so he returned to earth with an empty bag.

When he got home, the firewood collector gave the bag to his wife and told her everything. His wife is also very happy. They went to firewood as usual during the day, came back at night, closed the door, opened the bag, snorted, dropped a silver ingot and held it in their hands, that is, one or two. It's like this every day, no more, no less, only one or two drops of silver. My wife kept them all.

Slowly, the woodcutter began to say, "Let's buy an ox!" " "

The wife disagreed. A few days later, the woodcutter said, "buy a few acres of land!" " "

The wife doesn't agree either. A few days later, the wife said, "Let's build a thatched cottage!" " "

The woodcutter was about to spend the money he had saved, so he said, "We have so much money. Let's build tall buildings and big tile houses!" "

The wife can't beat the woodcutter, so she has to obey.

The woodcutter took the money to buy bricks, hire masons and buy wood. From here on, neither of them went into the mountains to cut wood. The accumulated money is almost spent, and the new house has not been built yet. The woodcutter has already made a new plan: "Won't the bag lose more money?" So he opened the bag without telling his wife, and a silver ingot crashed to the ground. He opened it again and dropped another ingot. The woodcutter drove three times in a row and got three ingots of silver in a row. He thought, if you ask for money from your bag like this, won't that high-rise tile house that hasn't been repaired be repaired? By this time, he had forgotten what the old man told him. Who knows that when I opened it for the fourth time, the bag became empty and no money was left. Look at your unfinished high-rise tile house, which is long gone. At present, it is still the shabby hut where he once lived.

The woodcutter was very sad by the broken hut, and his wife came to persuade him, "We can't eat by bags in the sky, it's unreliable. Let's go into the mountains to cut wood! " "

From this day on, the young couple picked up the backpack again and went to the mountains to chop wood diligently. Soon they gradually lived a good life.

Dear baby, let's guess this riddle together:

This room is square, with doors and no windows. It's hot outside and cold inside. Answer: refrigerator.

People take off their clothes, they wear clothes, people take off their hats, they wear hats. Answer: coat rack.

Two small pockets, which you carry with you every day, make people laugh without one. Answer: socks.