Once upon a time, there was a couple who had a daughter and a young son.

"Daughter," my mother said, "we are going to work, can you look after your brother? Don't walk out of the door, be smart, and we will buy you a new dress."

Mom and Dad left, but their daughter forgot their instructions. She put her brother on the grass under the window, but she ran outside to play. She played and played, walked and walked, and forgot everything. A flock of swans flew up, picked up the little boy, carried him away on their wings.

The girl came home and saw that her brother was missing! She yelled and rushed over, but her brother was nowhere to be found! She called her brother's name with tears streaming down her face. Thinking of how unfortunate this was for her parents, she cried loudly. But the younger brother still didn't show up.

She ran to the wilderness alone and saw only a group of swans disappearing into the dark forest. At this time, she realized that these swans had taken her brother away. Swans had a bad reputation a long time ago. They sometimes robbed and captured children.

The little girl started chasing the swan. She ran and ran and saw a stove.

"Stove, stove, tell me, where did the swan fly?"

The stove answered her:

"You ate my golden I'll tell you."

"I'll have some pie! My father hasn't finished the flour pie yet."

The stove didn't tell her. The little girl continued walking forward and saw an apple tree.

"Apple tree, apple tree, tell me where the swan flew to?"

"You eat some of the apples from my tree, and I will tell you."

"My father has not finished eating the apples he planted." The apple tree did not tell him. The little girl continued to walk forward. She met a small river flowing with milk, and both sides of the river were covered with fruit soup.

"Milk river, milk river, where have the swans flown to?"

"You eat a little of my milk custard and I will tell you."

"I haven't finished the fruit soup made by my father." The little girl ran in the forest for a long time. The evening had come and she had to go home. Suddenly, she saw a small house that was about to collapse.

In the little house there was a vicious witch spinning flax. Sitting on the small bench was my younger brother, playing with some silver apples. The little girl walked into the house:

"Hello, grandma!"

"Hello, girl! What are you doing here?"

" I walked along the moss and swamp, my skirt was soaked, and I came in to warm myself by the fire." "Sit down and spin flax." The witch gave her the spindle and walked away. The little girl was spinning flax. Suddenly, a little mouse ran out from under the stove. The little mouse said to her: "Little girl, little girl, give me something to eat, and I will tell you everything." "

The little girl gave the little mouse some food, and the little mouse said:

"The witch is going to burn the bathhouse. She is going to wash and steam you, and then put you in the stove. After you roast it and eat it, she will roll on your bones."

The little girl sat there crying, and the little mouse said to her again:

"Don't do it again. Wait, take your brother and run, I will spin flax for you."

The little girl took her brother and ran away. The witch walked to the window and asked:

"Girl, are you spinning flax?"

The mouse answered her:

"I am spinning, grandma." "The witch burned the bathhouse and came to call the little girl, but there was no one in the house. The witch shouted loudly:

"Swans! Go and chase! My sister has taken her brother away!"

The sister and her brother ran to the Milk River. She saw the swans flying towards them.

"Little river, my dear, hide me!"

"Eat a little of my soup.

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The little girl ate a little and said thank you to the river. The river hid her under the bank of the soup.

The swans did not see it and flew away. The little girl Keep running with your brother. The swans are flying back towards them. What to do?

"They saw the apple tree." Tree, my dear, hide me! "

"You eat some of the apples from my tree. "The little girl ate a little quickly and said thank you to the apple tree. The apple tree blocked the little girl with branches and then covered it tightly with leaves.

The swans did not see it and flew away. The little girl continued to run. She ran and ran, and she was not far from home. Just then, the swans saw her and swooped toward her with their wings, trying to snatch her brother away from her. To the stove:

"Little stove, my dear, hide me! "

"Eat a little of my golden cake. "

The little girl quickly put the cake into her mouth, got into the stove with her brother, and sat on the blowhole.

The swans flew around and kept shouting, But nothing was found, so she had to fly back to the witch.

The little girl thanked the stove and ran back home with her brother.

At this time, her father and mother. Already back.