Reference #6
My name is Tam – I am the queen of a country. Currently, I have a very fulfilling life with the king and his children. However, few people know that to get to this day, I had to go through so many thorns and pains. I will tell you the story of my life.
When I was very young, my mother passed away early. My father took another step and gave birth to Cam, my half sister. My step-aunt doesn’t seem to like me, but because she is still afraid of my father, my life has passed quite smoothly. Not long after, my father passed away. Since my father’s death, my stepmother has hated me. All the hard work in the house from herding buffaloes, cutting grass to grinding rice, pounding rice…. My aunt made me do everything. As for Cam, my sister is pampered and never touches anything. I worked day and night, sometimes exhausted, but did not dare to complain or take refuge in half a word.
One day, my aunt called me and Cam over and gave each of them a basket. Aunt told them to go to the field to catch shrimp and shrimp, whoever caught a full basket would be rewarded with a peach bib. When my aunt said that, I was overjoyed. It’s been a long time since my father passed away, and I couldn’t afford a new set of clothes. The clothes I wear are all old clothes my aunt gave me. Partly because of my new peach bib, partly because I was used to the job, I soon caught the back of the basket. Looking at Cam still busy roaming around, chasing flowers and catching butterflies, I reminded her to hurry up and catch fish lest it get dark. Hearing that, Cam ignored my words and continued to play. After a while, when I had caught a full basket of shrimp and shrimp, I went ashore to sit down and prepare to leave. Suddenly, Cam said to me: “Ms. Tam, Ms. Tam, your head is dirty, you should take a bite lest your mother scold you”. Trusting Cam, I waded into the water to wash my hair thoroughly.
When I returned to shore, Cam was no longer there. My shrimp basket is empty lying on the edge of the field. It turned out that Cam had cheated when I washed my hair and emptied all the shrimps in my basket and went home first. Both angry and sad, I hugged my face and cried. Suddenly, a deep voice rang in my ear: “Why are you crying?”. I raised my face. The Buddha appeared before my eyes, a kind face with a gentle smile. I told the end of the story to the Buddha. The Buddha immediately asked me to see if there was anything left in the basket. I looked in the basket and saw a small goby. The Buddha told me to bring the goby and drop it into the well, and give him a bowl of rice each meal. Each time you feed your baby, call:
“Bang bang bang bang Go up to eat our family’s silver rice, don’t eat your family’s rice porridge and flower porridge”
When I got home, I followed the Buddha’s instructions and dropped the ball into the well. Every meal, I save rice and bring it to my father. When I called out, he came to the surface and ate all the rice grains I sprinkled. Bong grew up noticeably.
However, I did not anticipate that the fact that I secretly brought rice to the well after each meal made my stepmother suspicious. That night, my stepmother said to me, “Son! The village has already started banning copper. Tomorrow you go to herd buffalo, you have to take care of the fields far away, don’t take care of the fields, the village will catch the buffalo.” I obeyed without a doubt. The next morning, when I took the buffalo away, Cam at home imitated me to call him up, his step-aunt was on duty, forcing him to kill meat.
In the afternoon, I brought the buffalo back. As usual, I brought rice out for him, but he kept calling and calling but he couldn’t find him, only a blood clot floated to the surface. Knowing that something was wrong, I burst into tears. The Buddha appeared again and asked: “Why are you crying?”. I told the story to the Buddha, the Buddha said: “My son, people have already eaten the meat. C’mon, shut up! Then go back and pick up its bones, find four jars, put them in, and bury them under the four legs of the bed.” Hearing the Buddha’s words, I went back to look for the skeleton, but I searched all over the garden and couldn’t find it. A chicken saw this and said to me: “We’re clumsy, give me a handful of rice, I’ll dig up the bones.” I happily took a handful of rice and threw it to the chickens. The chicken ran into the kitchen to dig for a while, then found the bones right away. I happily picked it up, put it in a jar and buried it at the foot of the bed as the Buddha told me.
Not long after, the king opened a festival. Young men and women in the villages were eager to see. On the roads, tangled clothes flowed into the canal like flowing water. Cam and her mother also fix beautiful clothes to go to the festival. The festive atmosphere made me extremely excited. I also want to go to the party. When my step-aunt saw that I wanted to go, she mixed a bowl of rice with a grain of rice and told me to pick the rice out of the rice, and after the rice was finished, I could go to the festival. I did not dare to disobey my aunt, so I obeyed, but I sat for a long time and only got a small handful. So sad and pitiful, I burst into tears. In the meantime, the Buddha appeared and asked: “Why are you crying?”. I showed the Buddha the basket mixed with rice and rice and said, “My aunt has to collect rice to produce rice, rice to rice, and then I can go to see the festival. By the time I picked it up, the guild was already over, what else is there to see.” The Buddha said, “Don’t cry anymore. Take the basket and put it in the middle of the yard, so that I can send a flock of sparrows down to pick it up.” When I heard the Buddha speak, I was extremely hesitant. I was afraid that the sparrows would eat the rice, and when my stepmother returned, I was still beaten. The Buddha smiled gently and instructed:
“Just tell them this: Go down and pick it up for me. Eat any seeds and I’ll beat them to death and they won’t eat yours.”
Then, in the air, a flock of sparrows landed in the yard to pick up rice on one side and rice on the other. They chirped around in just a moment and finished, without moving a single grain. But when the sparrow flew away, I suddenly remembered, I am so ragged, I will not be allowed to see the festival. The Buddha smiled and said, “You should dig up the jars of goblins that were buried the day before, and there will be everything for you to enjoy.” Yes, I went to dig up the jars. Digging in the first jar I found a new set of clothes, a peach silk bib and a scarf. When I dug up the second jar, I found a pair of embroidered shoes that fit perfectly. The third jar was dug up and there was a tiny horse, but as soon as the horse was put on the ground, it suddenly neighed and turned into a real horse. The fourth bottle has a nice set of saddles. I was so happy that I hurriedly showered and walked on, then rode on my horse. The galloping horse soon arrived at the capital. But when I ran across a wading spot, due to my carelessness, I dropped a shoe into the water without being able to pick it up. When the horse stopped at the party, I wrapped my other shoe with a towel and pushed my way into the sea of people.
In the meantime, the king’s chariot had just reached the wading spot. The king told me that when the two elephants leading the group came here, they suddenly stuck their tusks in the ground and screamed and refused to go. The king sent his soldiers into the water to take a look and pick up my embroidered shoe that I dropped earlier. The king said that he had been looking at the shoe for a long time and thought to himself that the person wearing it must be a wonderful page. Immediately the king ordered to invite all the women and girls to go on a motorbike to try on, and whoever fits the shoe, the king will marry. The party was even more lively because the ladies and girls jostled each other to try on shoes. She one by one pulled into the house in the middle of the wide lawn to try a bit of luck. But none of the legs fit. Looking from afar, I recognized the shoe I had dropped. I came closer to try it. When I arrived, I saw Cam’s mother and daughter walking out angrily. Thank you, stepmother: “Mom, anyone like Tam also tries on shoes!”. The aunt of the pouted plate:
“I’m sorry! Bells don’t even eat anyone. Another piece is a piece of junk thrown out on the bamboo bank.”
I didn’t tell my aunt and cam that it was my shoe, but just quietly went in and took it off. I just walked like a print. I opened the towel and took the second one in. The two shoes are identical. The servants cheered for joy. The king immediately sent a group of maids to bring me into the palace. I was extremely happy at the unexpected happiness, stepping on the palanquin before the surprised and hostile eyes of Cam’s mother and daughter.
Although I live in a rich and wealthy royal palace, I have never forgotten my father’s death anniversary. I asked the king’s permission to return home to prepare an offering for my aunt. I naively believe that, now that I am a queen, my aunt and Cam will love me more than before, without thinking that my happiness has made Cam’s mother and daughter jealous. They secretly planned to harm me without my knowledge. My step-aunt said to me: “In the past, you used to climb areca, you should climb and tear up a room to worship your father.” I did not shy away from my identity, but wanted to tear the betel nut to my father, so I agreed. When I got to the next room, my stepmother was below with a knife and cut the stump. Seeing the tree shake, I frantically asked, “What are you doing under the tree?” The step-aunt said: “The root is full of ants, I chased the ants so they wouldn’t come up and burn me”. I have no doubts at all. But before I could tear the areca, the tree fell, I fell down and didn’t know what to do. It is said that after I died, my stepmother took my clothes and put them on Cam and brought them to the palace to lie to the king that I unfortunately fell into the pond and drowned. The king disagreed, but that was the old custom, so even though he was not happy in his stomach, he still didn’t say anything.
As for me, after I fell into the pond to die, my soul met the Buddha again. Compassionate Buddha helped me turn into gold he returned. I flew back to the capital, saw Cam washing clothes for the king at the well, I stopped on a tree branch and told him: “Dry my husband’s clothes to dry on the pole, don’t dry the fence, tear my husband’s shirt.”
Saying that, I flew straight into the palace and parked at the window, singing happily. Wherever the king goes, I will fly there. Perhaps, the king was missing me very much, so when he saw the bird attached to him, the king said: “Golden picture gold, is it your wife, get into your sleeve.” After the king finished speaking, I flew back into the king’s arms, then snuggled into my sleeve. I don’t know if the king really knew that he was my incarnation, but he loved gold and forgot to eat and sleep. The king ordered me to make a golden cage for me to live in. Feeling that the king was engrossed in me day by day, he didn’t even think about himself, so he was extremely jealous. He went home and told his mother, his stepmother told him to kill birds and then find an excuse to lie to the king. The next day, while the king was away, Cam made me eat meat, then threw the feathers in the garden. When the king returned, he was very angry when he did not see me. Cam told the king that he had a craving for bird meat, so he stole the king’s permission to kill the meat and eat it. The king was suspicious but said nothing.
After Cam killed him, I was helped by the Buddha to turn out two cypress trees from a pile of feathers. When the king went out to play in the garden, the branches and leaves of the oval tree swooped down to cover the ball like two parasols. The king saw a beautiful tree shady, sent his servants to hang hammocks in two trees and then lie down to enjoy the cool air. Since then, there has not been a day when the king did not go out and rest in the two cypress trees. But then Cam knew about it and told her mother. His step-aunt told him to send workers to cut trees to make looms and then lie to the king. Returning to the palace, on the day of the storm, Cam sent workers to cut down two peach trees for wood to frame the loom. When the king saw that the tree had been cut down, the king asked, and Cam replied, “The tree fell because of the storm. I sent a worker to cut it and make a loom to weave clothes for the king.” But I did not leave Cam alone, my soul once again followed the two peach trees into the loom. When Cam sat weaving, I cursed her:
“Cool cork creak, Take my husband’s picture, I gouge out my eyes.”
Hearing that, Cam was extremely scared and rushed to tell her mother. I don’t know what my stepmother said to Cam. The next day, he burned the loom to ashes and dumped it in a place far from the palace. Maybe Cam’s mother and daughter thought that by doing so, I would no longer be able to be with the king, threatening their happiness. But they didn’t know, I was always helped by the Buddha, dissolving all the evil plots of Cam and her mother. This time, the Buddha allowed the ashes to grow on the side of the road to grow a tall, luxuriant tree. In the fruiting season, the tree can only have one fruit, but the fragrance spreads everywhere. That is my incarnation. Thi fragrant everyone wants to pick but can’t get it because I’m waiting for someone with a predestined relationship. That’s the old lady who still passes by the market tree every day. One day, the old woman looked up at me and said softly: “Thi, Thi, she fell in, she smelled her, but she did not eat”. When the old woman finished speaking, the fruit fell right into the bag. The old woman cherished me like a priceless object, brought it home and kept it in her room, sometimes coming in to admire and smell the fragrance.
I was afraid to startle the old woman, also afraid that a thrilling story about me would be rumored to Cam’s mother and daughter, so I hid in the city and never appeared in front of the old woman. Every day she goes to the empty market. Every time she left, I would come out from the fruit to help her clean the house, then wash the rice to blow rice, pick vegetables in the garden to cook soup. After finishing somewhere, I recorded the small image again and went into the fruit shell.
Perhaps for a long time, the old woman did not know who to help her, so she pretended to go to the market, and half way back, she sneaked back, lurking in the bushes behind the house. As usual, I came out from the fruit market and did the same things. Suddenly, the old woman ran out, hugged me, and tore apart the shell. Since then, I’ve been staying with the granny. Because my mother died at a young age, soon lacked her love, so I considered her as a mother to take care and love. Every day, I help her with cooking, cooking, wrapping cakes, and making betel nut so that she can sell goods. Life passed smoothly.
However, a loving fate arranged for me a chance meeting with the king. That day, the king was away from the palace. When I saw my mother’s drink shop, I stopped in. The old woman brought betel nut and offered it to the king. When the king saw the betel nut with phoenix wings, he asked the old woman: “Who is so clever about this betel nut?” The old woman honestly replied: “This betel nut is an old girl”. When he heard the old woman say that, he really hoped that it was me, so he called me to see her face. Finally, when I appeared, the king immediately recognized me even though I was younger and more beautiful than before. The king was overjoyed, and sent his servants to bring the palanquin to bring me back to the palace.
When I returned to the palace, I told the king the story and exposed Cam’s mother and son. Angry at their crimes, the king ordered the execution of the two. However, I asked the king to spare their mother and child’s death. Not that I pity them. I only believe in cause and effect, they do many evil deeds, sooner or later they will be retribution. Anyway, Cam is also my half-sister and step-aunt is also blessed to raise me up. I begged the king to send them away and never be allowed to return to the palace again.
Later, I heard, I don’t know who Cam was told how to pour boiling water to be young and beautiful. Cam happily complied and died a painful death. When my step-aunt heard the news of her daughter’s death, she despaired of dying as well. Now, their mother and daughter are dead and I enjoy the happiness of the king. From my story, I want to tell you: “The gentle and virtuous people will be protected and helped. But the wicked will all be properly punished.”
Reference #1
In the treasure of folklore, there are many interesting, thrilling and fascinating works; including the fairy tale Tam Cam. I was especially impressed with the character Tam and her extraordinary energy. Here, to give you a clear and true picture of the girl with that sad fate, I will put myself in the character Tam to recount her precarious and turbulent life.
The first – and also the greatest unhappiness, brought me into the vortex of unhappiness created by Cam and her mother. When I was 6 years old, my mother passed away, my father got a new wife and not long after that my father also caught cold and passed away. I had to live with my stepmother and her daughter, Cam, a year and a half younger than me. Cam herself is not ugly, but the stepmother is very harsh, she forces me to work from early morning until late at night, every day and every day I have to “get up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs” to relax. let the stepmother beat and torture. Once, my stepmother told me and Cam to go catch shrimp, whoever caught the most would be rewarded with a red bib. Since I’m used to farming, my basket is full with just a few flicks. As for Cam, she was still trying hard enough and hadn’t caught any. In the evening, Cam and I went home. I glanced at Cam’s basket, so there was very little, so I was very happy, secretly laughing, “Definitely this red bib will belong to us”. Sensing that my basket was full, I panicked and told me to wash my hair so that I wouldn’t be scolded by my step-aunt, I believed it. When I went up, I saw Cam emptying all the shrimp into his basket and ran back, seeing that I burst into tears and couldn’t believe that Cam was so despicable. Suddenly there was a puff of white smoke and the Buddha appeared and told me that the small fish in the basket was a goby and told me to feed the goby with a blanket.
Once, my stepmother tricked me into tending buffaloes far away and then slaughtered them. I was heartbroken when I saw that my stepfather was dead and buried the bones at the foot of the bed. A few months later the king held a festival, I took clothes, shoes and cars from the jars at the foot of the bed, after the meeting I successfully tried on shoes and was brought into the palace by the king as queen. Although I was rich with less than one million people, I still did not forget my father’s death anniversary and when I returned home, my stepmother liked to kill me and brought Cam to the palace. My body turned into a golden bird, he flew into the palace but was killed by his stepmother and Cam and threw the feathers out in the garden. From that pile of feathers, I transformed into an elm tree and was then cut down by Cam to make a loom, I cursed and threatened to gouge out Cam’s eyes, so my mother and daughter burned them and dumped the ashes far away. I reincarnated as a market tree, my vine only had one fruit, one day an old woman came to ask for a fruit, knowing that she was a good person, so I aimed to prepare to fall right into the old woman’s bag. Every day, waiting for the old woman to go to the market, I came out from the town to do housework to help the old woman, although I work like an osin, I am very happy to help the old woman. Then one day the old woman came back midway to tear the shell and didn’t let me in. I helped the old lady with betel nut to sell water.
And finally that day came – the fateful day that pulled me out of the ascetic spiral – the king went out to eat betel nut at the old lady’s shop, saw that betel nut was so beautiful, so he asked to see me, his wife was very happy. is emotional. Then I said goodbye to the old woman and returned with me. Through the evil deeds of Cam’s mother and daughter, showing that they are bad guys that need to be eliminated in the world, I coaxed Cam into a pit and poured boiling water for her to die, then made fish sauce for her stepmother to eat, then stepmother. know and fall dead.
In the end I stayed and lived a happy life with my king and kingdom.
Reference #7
I’m Tam, my brother is Cam – my younger half-brother. My mother passed away early, so my father left, but after a few years, my father died, so I lived with my step-aunt and Cam. I want to tell everyone once about my life, about my precarious and turbulent life.
Even though she was the youngest in the family, Cam was pampered by her mother and did not have to do any housework. Everything I do with one hand, only when I eat rice, Cam will do a few odd jobs, but her face is also puffy. And my step-aunt always scolds me when she wants to vent her anger or jealousy over something for no reason. But I do not complain half a word.
One day, my aunt told me and Cam to go shoveling shrimp, whoever shovels more will get a peach bib. Originally, since I was a child, I have never worn a new peach bib, but today my aunt has such a plan that makes me equally excited. When I went to the field to find crabs to catch snails from dawn, I only saw Cam from time to time running after picking flowers and catching butterflies, I don’t know if Cam could catch many. But thinking about the peach bib, I hurriedly continued to work hard. me. When I was about to return, I saw that Cam said his hair was dirty, I believed it and went down to wash, groom and return. But who would have thought, Cam would cruelly harm me, emptied all the shrimps in the basket and then returned to pick up the peach bibs. I panicked, so much effort to let others win, I could only cry. When the smoke was thick, when did the Buddha appear, he pointed to the basket and asked if there were any fish, brought back to raise. I did as I was told, returned with the goby and dropped it into the well and every day brought rice for the goby.
I went to herds buffalo far away, at home I don’t know what Cam’s mother and son did, but when I got to the place to feed the goby, I couldn’t see it anymore, I panicked when a blood clot emerged from the well, both loving the goby and feeling sorry for myself. cry. This time, the Buddha appeared again, telling me to immediately find the bones of the goby and bury them in four bed jars, I followed and did not understand what would happen.
As much as I was eager to go to the festival, the more I was disappointed, the patient nature I listened to every word of my aunt without complaining. Wearing clean clothes to prepare everything, although not as healthy and beautiful as people, but going to a party who doesn’t like it. She was jealous of me and told her mother that she would try her best to make me stay at home. Auntie immediately brought both rice and paddy together, then told me to pick it up when I was done, then I could go. So much, how can I collect it all? Once again, the Buddha appeared, sent sparrows to pick up the rice, and then told me to dig in those 4 jars.
I was overjoyed and quickly thanked the Buddha. After getting ready, I quickly got on my horse and went to see the festival. While the horse was racing across the wading, I dropped one of my boots into the water, before I could pick it up. At the festival, I stopped the horse, wrapped the remaining one with a towel, and squeezed into the sea of people. I really didn’t know that when the king’s golden palanquin had just reached the wading point, the two leading elephants refused to go, just stood there, shouting. Knowing that there was something strange, the king sent his soldiers to try to find it, and they found my embroidered shoe, and quickly presented it to the king. The king picked up the comedy, looked at it for a long time, and then blurted out: “The comedy is so pretty! This comedian must be a great site!” The king ordered all women and girls to try comedy and declared that if anyone could walk, they would marry as queen.
The party became even more lively. Ladies and gentlemen, they jostled each other to the comedy test, but no one could fit. Cam’s mother also came to pray. I came out, saw me, Cam immediately told her mother, but her stepmother didn’t believe it, pouted her lips and said: “I’m sorry! The bell doesn’t even eat anyone, and it’s just a piece of trash left on the bamboo bank!”, I just quietly tried on shoes. My feet are placed in the perfect fit. Because this shoe is mine. I opened the towel and took the other one and went in. The two are identical. The servants cheered and gladly informed the king. Immediately, the king sent a group of maids to bring me back to the palace and made me queen.
I asked for permission to go back to help my aunt and brother prepare the offerings for my father’s death anniversary. Seeing that I was made queen, the two of them were jealous but tried to hide it, I didn’t know that my aunt told me to climb the areca tree, take a room to worship my father, and then push me to my death. I had just climbed to the top when my aunt cut the stump. Overwhelmed, I fell into the pond and drowned. My step-aunt took my clothes for Cam to wear and brought them to the palace to lie to the king that I had unfortunately died, now giving my sister a replacement.
Then my soul transformed into a golden bird, wandering around in the royal garden all day. I wanted to be with the king because all day, I only saw the king brooding, sad, seeing me hanging around, the king said: “Golden photo gold, is it your wife, get into your sleeve!”. I perched affectionately on his shoulder and snuggled into the king’s sleeve. Cam got angry, went home to tell her stepmother, at the same time while the king was away, Cam’s mother and daughter forced me to butcher them and then threw the feathers into the garden. Not seeing the golden brother’s figure, the king asked Cam and Cam lied: “I am pregnant, craving for bird meat, so I stole the king’s permission to kill and eat meat”. The king was very angry but said nothing.
The next day, from the feathers I transformed into two beautiful cherry trees. When the king was walking in the garden, the tree spread its branches over the king’s head, like two parasols. The king saw this and sent his servants to hang a hammock between two trees and then in the afternoon lay down and enjoy the cool breeze. Cam told her mother about it again, at this time, her step-aunt instigated Cam to send workers to cut two pine trees and then said that they would make a loom to weave clothes for the king. When I turned into a loom, I silently told Cam
“Cool cork creak, Take my husband’s picture, I gouge out my eyes!”
Cam panicked and told her mother, her stepmother told her to burn the loom to ashes and then dump it far away. Cam immediately followed suit, but from the ashes suddenly sprouted a tall, green twigs and leaves. In the season, the tree produces many flowers but only one fruit. I’ve been in the city for so long, I don’t know what it will be like.
One day, an old lady near the water stall passed by, smelled the fragrance, looked up, then held out her mouth, muttering: “Thi, she fell. She let her smell it, but she didn’t eat it.” Seeing the gentle and kind old lady, I immediately fell. When the old woman went to the market or was not at home, I came out from the town, secretly cleaned the house, and cooked rice for the old woman. The old woman was surprised, trying to find out the truth. Once, pretending to go to the market for a while, the old woman came back and hid behind the door of the house. Seeing that I was working, she ran over and hugged me and tore the skin of the fruit. From then on, I helped her pack cakes, cook water, and bathe her betel nut so she could sell goods.
One day, the king stopped by the bar. Seeing a few pieces of betel nut with phoenix wings, he asked who did it, and the old woman replied that her daughter was baptized. I stood behind the curtain, heard the story clearly, and recognized the king. The king begged the old woman to show her daughter to him. As soon as I appeared, the king immediately recognized it, asked the old woman to narrate the incident, and then ordered the servants to bring the palanquin to bring me and the old woman to the palace. I am happy and very happy because the fate of husband and wife is not easy to get, how long will it take to get back together.
Cam felt that I was still alive, but I was whiter and more beautiful than before, so Cam wondered why. I show Cam to bath with boiling water, it will be beautiful. Cam happily followed, Cam did not know that boiling water could burn him and he immediately died. When the stepmother saw that, she was terrified, and she also fell down and died. Since then, I live happily with the king, no one can stop our love and life anymore.
Reference #5
I am Tam, the queen of a country. That day on the occasion of my father’s death anniversary, I returned home with a bag full of filial piety, but unexpectedly, my life began with many events that happened on that day.
I arrived home before the sun had passed the bamboo top. Aunt and Cam gave me an unusually warm welcome. My aunt asked me to climb the areca tree and tear a room to worship my father. I obeyed my aunt to climb up. I remember the old days when I did not become a queen, I used to climb and tear the areca nut to sell. So many memories come back.
I lost my mother at a young age, after a while, my father left. But soon, my father also left me. Since then, I have lived with my step-aunt and Cam – my half-sister. Since my father’s death, I had to do a lot of work: going to the fields to herd buffalo early in the morning, then going home to carry water, cutting potatoes, and picking duckweed. I still have to grind rice at night and it’s not over yet…
Once, my aunt gave me and Cam each a basket and told me to go to the field to catch shrimp and shrimp, whoever caught more, she would reward me with a red bib. I got used to catching crabs and snails, so it took a while to see that Cam tricked me, taking advantage of all the shrimps in his basket. Discovered, I could only sit and cry, the Buddha appeared to ask me the truth. Then this Buddha told me to look in the basket to see if there was anything else. Only the goby left in the basket. I brought that goby to raise, but it wasn’t long before it was eaten by people. The Buddha appeared again and I found my rib bones and buried them at the foot of the bed.
Soon after, the king opened a festival. Auntie and Cam didn’t want to let me go, so they mixed a pound of rice with a pound of rice and asked me to sit and pick each one separately. I cried again and the Buddha appeared to help, sent a flock of sparrows down to help me. But when I think about the fact that I don’t have any clothes to attend the festival, my tears fall. The Buddha appeared and asked me to dig up four jars at the foot of the bed. Oh! Know how many things. These are beautiful clothes, embroidered shoes, and a pretty horse and saddle. I quickly changed into a horse dress to attend the festival. Unfortunately I lost one shoe in the middle of the road, so I wrapped the other shoe in a towel and continued on. To this day I still don’t know why the king picked up that shoe from me. Thanks to that, I am now blessed to be his wife.
Suddenly my whole body shook and brought me back to reality. I quickly asked my aunt, she said she was chasing ants. I didn’t have time to cut the areca tree when the tree fell. The time before I knew nothing, I still realized that it was my aunt who was plotting to harm me.
My eyes slowly closed and I felt like I was transported to another world. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer myself but a small golden bird. I flew back to the palace with the desire to be with my husband. It turned out that my step-aunt and Cam harmed me to replace me at his side. So I perched on a tree branch and sang:
“Dry my husband’s clothes to dry the pole, don’t dry the fence, tear my husband’s shirt.”
Then I went to find my husband. Because of the pleasant singing, I always chirped beside him. Until he said: “Photo gold, gold you, is your wife in the sleeve”, I know that he still remembers me.
He then sent someone to make a golden cage for me to live in, and then he and I were wrapped in tangerine together. Feeling that, while he was away, he killed the meat and threw the feathers out in the garden. This time, the Buddha appeared, now I know that the last time the Buddha helped me turn into gold, giving me a chance to come back to life. This time, you helped me turn into two peach trees right at that pile of feathers. When he went to the garden, there were not many large trees that gave him shade, so he saw this and sent his servants to hook up a hammock for him.
Although I can’t say anything in the shape of an oval, I am very happy to be by his side. It wasn’t long before Cam was determined to take action against me. In that rainy and windy night, it was Cam who used a knife to cut me into pieces. I was in pain but I couldn’t cry for help. Cam took me to make a loom. Because I was so angry, when Cam used the loom, I cursed: “Cot ca creak, take your husband’s picture, you gouge out your eyes”.
Cam was scared, ran away, finally Cam used a fire to make me disappear again. Perhaps it wanted to be sure, so it took all the ashes that remained of me out of the palace, far away.
But perhaps fate did not want him and I to be apart forever, so from my ashes grew an ash tree. My personality has changed again. I became a single fruit on the tree, emitting a sweet fragrance. Until one day, the waitress smelled the fragrance, looked up and said: “Thi, Thi, it fell on you, you smelled it, but you didn’t eat it”, then I knew that I had met a real good person. NS. I let myself into her bag entrusting my fate to that person, but I hope this is the last time I have to transform.
Maybe I made the right choice when I decided to fall for that country woman. Every day the old woman went to the market and then I came out of town to help the old woman clean the house. How happy it is to return to human form.
As usual, when the old woman left the house, I came out of the town to help her clean the house, but today, the old woman suddenly returned. She immediately ran over and hugged me, tearing the shell to shreds. Since then I lived with the old woman and she treated me like her daughter. Although I have a peaceful life, I always remember him, so I always remember him with betel nut and phoenix wings.
Finally, maybe fate was merciful, he stopped by the old woman’s water stall, saw the familiar shape of the betel nut, and asked about it. So my wife and I were reunited, I was extremely happy.
Through so much suffering, now I just want to live the rest of my life peacefully and happily with him. And I also suddenly realized, everything in this world has a cause and effect relationship. In goodness meets good, in evil meets evil.
Reference #4
In life, everyone will experience things that make themselves more mature and unforgettable. I have gone through many times of “dying and coming back to life” to have a full and happy life like now. Let me tell you the story of my life.
I was born into an ordinary farmer family. My mother unfortunately passed away early, I live with my father. Soon my father married another woman and gave birth to a sister named Cam. Not long after, my father passed away, leaving me to live with my aunt and brother. However, they did not consider me as a member of the family, but treated me extremely excessively. Every day I have to work from dawn to dusk without a day off.
I remember one time my aunt offered me and Cam a reward to see who caught the most fish and shrimp as a reward for a peach bib. I worked hard from morning to night, Cam was just playful but in the end tricked me, dumping all the fish and shrimp in its basket to bring back for rewards, only to leave one goby. I was sad, but decided to bring the goby back and release it into the well to raise it, feed it every day, take care of it and treat it like a close friend. One day, I came home from work and called and didn’t see the goby coming to eat, I was sad. The Buddha appeared and told me that they had killed my fish, the Buddha told me to find fish bones and bury them at the foot of the bed, I obeyed.
After a while, the king organized a festival, Cam and his mother did not let me go out, forcing me to stay at home to collect mixed rice and paddy. I was helpless when the Buddha appeared and helped me pick them up. The Buddha told me to dig up the goby bones, and I was stunned when the fish bones turned into a beautiful outfit. I thanked the Buddha and went to the festival. On the way, unfortunately, I dropped the shoe, but to my surprise, the king picked it up and ordered whoever could fit the shoe to take it back as his wife. Because it was my shoe, no one could wear it, even Cam and her mother. After trying on the shoe, the king took me as his wife, I became the queen and lived a happy life beside the king.
Once when I returned to my father’s death anniversary, Cam told me to climb a tree to pick areca, I climbed it because I was used to these things from a young age, but what I didn’t expect was that their mother and daughter cut the tree stump while I was picking areca. I fell in the pond and died and brought Cam to the palace to replace me as queen. My life did not end there, the house was helped by the Buddha, I turned into a golden bird, he stayed by the king’s side, Cam killed the bird again. I transformed into a neem tree, she cut down the tree to destroy. I transformed into a loom, she burned the loom and threw the ashes away from the palace. In a faraway place, I turned into a vine and was brought home by an old woman. Every day I help her clean the house, then become her child. One day, the king who was passing by recognized the betel nut I had washed, so he welcomed me back to the palace. Cam’s mother and daughter saw me more beautiful than before, both scared and curious. I punished her mother and daughter properly after their crimes and lived happily with the king until now.
Although the story has passed away, it is always a memory that I will never forget. It is my life lesson in life. We should not be cruel to others or we will receive incalculable consequences. Keep yourself an honest soul and heart.
Reference #3
Now I’m the happiest queen in the palace, but people still call me Miss Tam like always
When I remember what happened, I can’t help but panic. My life was three and seven floating, even floating because the mother and daughter of the Cam family were always focused on harming.
I still remember, on a day near Tet, the air was still cold. Cam is like a cat all day long, asking for a cuddle from its mother. I also dream of such an item but will it ever happen to me?
The stepmother gave the two of us two baskets and said.
– We go to catch shrimp and come here to make food. Whoever catches the most I’ll reward you with a red bib – She held out her crimson bib and dazzled her eyes. Then she called her daughter back and told her something unknown.
When I got to the top of the village, I worried about catching it and got a basket that was almost full. Cam was afraid of the cold, so he went into the water for a bit and then sat on the bank and crouched and watched me dive up and down. About to come back, he said to me “Sister Tam, sister Tam, your head is covered with deep water lest your mother scold you”. When I raised my head, the Cam was all red and my shrimp and shrimp ran to my old age. I sat crying. The Buddha appeared and told me about raising the remaining goby in the basket.
Every day, I secretly brought rice to the well to feed Bong with the song that the Buddha taught him: “Bong bang bang bang, go up to eat gold rice and silver rice in our house, don’t eat rice porridge with flowers in people’s house”. I went away with a bad feeling.
In the afternoon, when I had just bolted the buffalo stable, I brought rice to my father. I sang hoarsely, but I couldn’t hear it, only a dark red blood clot emerged. God, I cried like the rain and the wind. The Buddha appeared again to comfort me and told me to find the goose bones and put them in four jars buried at the foot of the bed. Thanks to the help of the rooster, I did exactly what the Buddha said.
Just like that, another spring has come. The mother and daughter of the Cam family wore red overalls in luxurious clothes to attend the festival. I quickly sewed up a torn bib and was about to go, but the scabies woman put a basket full of rice and grain in front of me and told me in a sweet voice.
– I’ll pick up rice for auntie, then let’s go play.
Con Cam glared at me and then we both joined the joyful laughter of the party.
Tired of picking up all my hands but not getting much, I burst into tears. The Buddha appeared and said: If you dig up four jars, you will have beautiful clothes to go to the festival, and the basket of rice will be left there for the sparrows to pick up.
I didn’t expect to be dressed so well. In addition to beautiful clothes there is a snow-white horse. I went on the road and everyone thought that I was the queen.
When I crossed the small bridge, I dropped a comedy. The king’s soldiers recovered, the king was amazed at the strange comedy with the condition that whoever could fit the shoe, the king would marry him. Of course I am happy that. Alas, what a joy to tears when not from a country girl suddenly became the wife of the King.
Another year, I will come back to celebrate my father’s death anniversary. I personally picked betel nut to inject betel nut in front of the altar. However, my stepmother cut the areca nut and I fell into the pond. My soul entered the golden bird he flew by and strangely I still live in that little bird.
That day I flew back to the king’s palace and found Cam washing the king’s clothes. I know Cam has taken the position of her sister to become Queen. I sang: “When washing my husband’s shirt, I wash it, but if I don’t wash it, I cut my face.”
When the king heard me, he said, “Golden picture, are you your wife getting into your sleeve?” Immediately flew into the king’s lap. And from then on I was taken care of by the King. But one night Cam reached into the cage and brutally strangled me. It ate me and then threw its feathers into the garden. I was reincarnated to grow into two lush oval trees. The king sleeps in a hammock every day under my shade.
Con Cam knew that, he sent someone to cut down the tree and turn me into a loom, I was so angry that every time he weaved a cloth, I would grind my teeth, “Creeping creaking, take out her sister’s husband’s painting and gouge out her eyes”. This time, it burned me to ashes and dumped it on the main road. The Buddha allowed me to transform into a tree. And when the season comes, it shows a fragrant fruit. The Buddha let me hide in it.
One day, I heard the song of an old woman selling water: “Thi, Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi Thi, she smelled, but did not eat”. The old woman would be surprised to see me fall right into her bag. Feeling sorry for the orphan and kind old lady, every day I make a decent meal for her, then I go back to the town. But one day when I was cooking rice, the old woman suddenly pushed the door in and hugged me and tore the shell. Since then, I have lived with the old woman like mother and daughter. One day, I saw an old woman bringing my husband over. The reason for knowing is because the king recognized the betel nut with phoenix wings that I often injected the king to eat. Husband and wife meet happy, sad. The king immediately sent his soldiers to bring me back to the palace. The bran has no shame, but it keeps following me asking me to make it as beautiful as I am. I was so angry I told him he was right in a hole and then I had someone throw him to death. After finishing the soldiers, they also made fish sauce and sent it to Cam’s mother.
I heard that she ate almost all of the meat, only to find her skull lying at the bottom. She got upset and fell to her death.
In fact, both mother and child are well deserved to die, They are too immoral. Fortunately, there is a Buddha, otherwise I would have died a long time ago.
Reference #2
My name is Tam. My mother died early, my father lived there for more than a year, then got married. The stepmother gave birth to a daughter, named Cam. When I was fifteen years old, my father passed away.
She hated me so much that everything in the house, big and small, was poured on my head. Herding buffaloes, planting rice, grinding rice, pounding rice… just finished this job, aunt immediately forced to do another; Meanwhile, Cam is roaming. Trust me, Mom, Cam often scolds me and forces me to serve her. I was alone, I was very sad, but I could only cry silently.
One day, the stepmother said: “This morning the two of you went to the field to find shrimp. Whoever catches the basket full, I will reward you with a peach bib!”. Hearing what my aunt said, I secretly rejoiced and told myself that I would try my best to win the precious prize that every girl dreams of.
Cam and I brought the basket together. Not afraid of hard work and dirt, I waded into the fields and down the ditches to rummage, while Cam just wandered around. By the time the sun was up, my basket was almost full. I washed my hands and feet, then went ashore to rest. Suddenly Cam approached and said: “Ms. Really, I waded into the pond to wash my hair thoroughly.
Finished, I happily asked: “Thank you! Can you see if I’m clean?”. Not an answer. I looked around, but Cam was nowhere to be seen, only my basket was lying on the grass. I opened it to see if the basket was empty. It turned out that Cam had cheated to empty my basket of shrimp and bring it home first.
Both angry and sad, I hugged my face and cried. Suddenly, there was a deep, warm voice in my ear: “Why are you crying?”. I looked up, and in front of me, the Buddha appeared in a glittering halo. I narrated the beginning and end of the story, the Buddha graciously said: “Look carefully in the basket to see if there are any fish left!”. I peered in and saw a tiny goby lying at the bottom of the basket. According to the Buddha’s instructions, I brought that goby and dropped it into the well, taking a little less rice every day to feed it. Every time I feed him, I call him with the Buddha’s words:
Bang bang bang, Go up to eat our home’s gold rice, silver rice, Don’t eat your family’s rice porridge with flowers.
Bong rose to the surface, catching the rice grains that I sprinkled. Since then, the goby and I have become close friends. The goby is growing bigger and bigger.
Noticed that after dinner, I often went to the well to fetch water, my step-aunt was suspicious, and sent Cam to spy. Cam hid behind the bushes, listened to me call him, then recited them by heart and then went back to tell his mother. In the evening, my stepmother said to me:
– My baby! The village has already started banning copper. Tomorrow when you go to herd buffalo, you have to take care of the fields far away, don’t take care of the house, the village will catch the buffalo.
I obeyed, the next morning took the buffalo to graze far away. At home, Cam imitated me calling Bong. Listening to the right song, when he rose up, his stepmother was waiting for him to be slaughtered.
In the afternoon, I brought the buffalo back. As usual, after I finished eating, I hid the rice in a bucket carrying water and brought it to my father. I kept calling, calling and calling, but I didn’t see him anywhere. Only a bright red blood clot floated to the surface.
I burst into tears. The Buddha appeared and asked: “Why are you crying?”. I told the Buddha about the situation, the Buddha said: “Your goby has been eaten by people. Well, you should hold back and find its bones, find four jars, put them in, and bury them under four legs. baby bed”.
I searched all over the garden, the corner of the yard, but couldn’t find anything. Suddenly, a chicken said: “I’m clumsy! Give me a handful of rice, I’ll dig up the bones!”. I took a handful of rice and threw it to the chicken. The chicken ran in and rummaged through the kitchen ashes for a while and found a goose bone. I picked them up and put them in four small jars, buried under the four legs of the bed just as the Buddha told me to do.
Tet comes, spring comes, the king opens the festival for a few days and nights. Young and old, boys and girls eagerly went to see the festival. People dressed beautifully and gently rushed to the city like flowing water. Cam’s mother and daughter also bought new clothes, eager to go to the festival.
Seeing that I also wanted to go, my stepmother snorted. I don’t know what to think, aunt took a bowl of rice mixed with a bowl of paddy and said: “You pick up this rice and then go somewhere else, don’t leave it. there!”.
After saying that, Cam and her mother went to see the festival. I sat and collected for a long time but only got a little bit, impatiently thinking, when will I finish picking like this? Knowing that the evil stepmother did not want to let me go to the festival, I felt sorry for myself and burst into tears. The Buddha appeared again and asked: “Why are you crying?”. I pointed to the basket containing rice mixed with rice and told the story. The Buddha told me to bring a basket out to the middle of the yard and then sent a flock of sparrows to help pick it up. I was afraid that the birds would eat it, so the Buddha said:
– You keep telling them like this: “Go down and pick it up for me. If you eat any seed, I’ll beat you to death”. They won’t eat yours!
In an instant, the sparrows picked up the rice from the rice, the rice out of the rice, without losing a single grain. But when they flew away, I suddenly thought, what am I going to do with nice clothes to go to the festival?! Feeling sorry for myself, I burst into tears. The Buddha told me to dig up four jars of goby bones at the foot of the bed, there will be enough. I followed the Buddha’s instructions, and indeed a strange thing happened: The first bottle contained a tunic and a silk skirt, a peach silk bib, and a shawl. The second bottle has a pair of embroidered slippers, just like printed. The third bottle contained a tiny horse, but as soon as it was placed on the ground it neighed, as big as a real horse. The last one has a nice set of saddles.
I was overjoyed, quickly thanked the Buddha, washed myself clean, put on beautiful clothes, and rode on horseback. The horse galloped very fast, and soon reached the capital. As the horse galloped across the wading, I dropped one of my boots into the water, unable to pick it up in time. At the festival, I stopped the horse, wrapped the remaining one with a towel, and squeezed into the sea of people.
The king’s golden palanquin had just arrived at the wading spot when the two leading elephants refused to go, just stuck their tusks in the ground and roared. Knowing there was something strange, the king sent his soldiers to try and find it. They picked up my embroidered slipper and hastily presented it to the king. The king picked up the comedy, looked at it for a long time, and then blurted out compliments: “The comedy is so pretty! This comedian must be a great page!”.
The king ordered all women and girls to try comedy and declared that whoever could fit in would marry the queen. The party was even more lively. Ladies and gentlemen, they jostled each other to the comedy test, but no one could fit. Cam’s mother also went to pray. When I came out to try and saw me, Cam immediately told her mother, but her stepmother didn’t believe it and pouted her lips and said: “You’re a brat! Bell Khanh didn’t even eat anyone, more than a piece of it was thrown on the bamboo bank!”.
I was the last to try. My feet are placed in the perfect fit. I opened the towel and took the other one and went in. The two are identical. The servants cheered and happily reported to the king. Immediately, the king sent a group of maids to bring me back to the palace. I stepped onto the palanquin in front of Cam’s mother and daughter’s bewildered and spiteful faces.
I lived happily and happily with the young king. On the day of my father’s death anniversary, I asked for permission to go back to help my aunt and brother prepare the offerings. Seeing that I was made queen, the two of them were jealous but tried to hide it. My aunt told me to climb the areca tree and take a room to worship my father. I had just climbed to the top when my aunt cut the stump. Overwhelmed, I fell into the pond and drowned. My step-aunt took my clothes for Cam to wear and brought them to the palace to lie to the king that I had unfortunately died, now giving my sister a replacement.
My soul turned into a golden bird, wandering around in the royal garden all day. Thank you for washing the king’s clothes, drying them on the fence, I sang: “If you want to dry my shirt, then dry it with a pole, don’t dry the fence, tear my husband’s shirt!”. Then I flew straight into the palace, parked at the window. The king was brooding, sad, probably missing his wife. Seeing me hanging around, the king said: “Golden picture gold, is it your wife, get into your sleeve!”. I perched affectionately on his shoulder and snuggled into the king’s sleeve. A feather made of gold for me to stay. The king entwined with me all day long, never asking Cam.
During the king’s absence, Cam’s mother and daughter made me butcher them and then threw the feathers in the garden. Seeing that his brother’s gold was lost, the king asked, and Cam told a lie: “I am pregnant, craving for bird meat, so I stole your permission to kill and eat meat”. The king was very angry but said nothing. The next day, from the feathers grew two beautiful nectarines. When the king was walking in the garden, the tree spread its branches over the king’s head, like two parasols. The king saw this and sent his servants to hang a hammock between two trees and then in the afternoon lay down and enjoy the cool breeze.
Thank you again for telling me about it. On the occasion of a stormy day, his step-aunt incited him to send a worker to cut two pine trees and then said that he would make a loom to weave clothes for the king. My soul entered the loom, so every time Cam sat to weave, the loom made a menacing cry:
Cop creak creak, Take the picture of her husband, She gouged out her eyes!
Cam panicked and told her mother, her stepmother told her to burn the loom to ashes and then dump it far away. Cam did, but from the ashes suddenly sprouted a tall, green twig. In the season, the tree produces many flowers but only one fruit. My soul hid in that fragrant golden acorn.
One day, the old lady near the water shop passed by, smelled the aroma, looked up and then opened her mouth, muttering:
– Thi, the market fell by her. She let her smell but she did not eat.
The fruit immediately fell. The old woman happily brought it back to her room, and sometimes brought it out to look at. When the old woman goes to the market or is not at home, I come out from the town, clean the house, prepare delicious sticky rice for the old woman.
The old woman was surprised, trying to find out the truth. Once, pretending to go to the market for a while, the old woman came back. I was doing housework like usual when the old woman came in, hugged me, and tore the skin of the fruit. Since then, the old woman treated me like a daughter. I help her pack cakes, cook water, and bathe her betel nut so she can sell goods.
Not long after, one day a young man stopped by the bar. Seeing a few pieces of betel nut with phoenix wings, he asked who was baptized, the old woman replied that her daughter was baptized. I stood behind the curtain, heard the story clearly, and recognized the king. The king begged the old woman to show her daughter to him. As soon as I appeared, the king immediately recognized it, asked the old woman to tell the story, and then ordered the servants to bring a palanquin to bring me back to the palace.
When my mother saw this, she was very scared. Thank you for asking me how to be so young and beautiful, I said if I want to be beautiful, I will help. I ordered the servants to cook a pot of boiling water, then told Cam to stand down in the pit. Thank you kindly. Soldiers poured boiling water into the pit, Cam died grinning. When the stepmother saw that, she was terrified, and she also fell down and died. I live peacefully and happily with the king. The love between husband and wife is stronger and more passionate than before.
