The mother-in-law sent her daughter-in-law to pick mushrooms in a deserted fir forest, but she did not return alone.
“Zinaida Nikitishna, there probably aren’t any mushrooms left!” Tanya exclaimed with annoyance, spreading her hands. “If not, then not!” the mother-in-law persisted. “But maybe there’s still something left? Get ready, we’ll be quick!” Zinaida Nikitishna, as always, wasn’t going to listen to any objections. Tanya had just returned from the garden—her back hurt, her legs … Read more