Sinphyu Kyun Aung Thein - Short Stories of Courtship

A loud knock came from far away. Fearing that his mother would wake him, he stepped out of the house and washed his face with cow dung. The pot of water he usually washed his face with was in the stove. It was about ten steps from where Aye Saung got up from his bed to go there. The bamboo mats in the house were already rotten, and many of the pieces had been boiled. In this situation, no matter how gently he walked, his mother would wake him up if he walked ten steps. So Aye Saung came out of the house and washed his face with water from the duck egg pot that was ready to be poured into the cow dung bowl, and wiped his face with the cloth around his waist. Aye Saung, having wiped his face, entered the cowshed. The two big cows were standing quietly, chewing their cud. He did not look at the cows, he was anxious to reach the field in time. He untied the bag tied to the pole and took it, He took the three-pronged axe stuck in the roof and the short knife stuck in the eaves and left the tent. At that moment, he felt his head hit by the eaves, so he remembered that he had not yet put on a hat. So he walked towards the pot of sesame seeds. Although the pot of sesame seeds was usually covered with a hat, today it was not. Since it was covered with a palm leaf, he grabbed a rag that was lying on the floor. He covered his head as he walked.

The dark wall to the east was still covered with faint traces of dawn. Even the crows had not yet woken up. However, the mere sight of movement made Aye Saung sweat. Aye Saung walked along the dimly lit road. The sun was setting, so he could walk briskly towards the village. At the foot of the Phoe Ok Kyaw Ya, he could see the cart path clearly. He took a bag of corn husks and cigarettes out of his bag and lit them. Aye Saung thought about going south, or north, and re-examined the “runes” he had studied yesterday. To the south, there were three morning runs and four afternoon runs. To the north, there were only two morning runs and two afternoon runs. In that case, the path Aye Saung should take would be the south fork. The man had already made his way to the south fork. However, he had not yet taken a single step, As soon as he lifted one foot, Mya Thwe entered Aye Saung's head, causing him to lose his balance. At the same time, when he saw Mya Thwe's puffy lips and frozen eyes, he smiled with a wave of his hand and turned his head towards the north fork. Although there were fewer horses, Aye Saung chose the north fork because of Mya Thwe. It would be more accurate to say that Mya Thwe's face was tense.

No face, no feet.

“Ha, my dog.” Mya Twe’s father, U Thet, was a shy person who would not say a word before he could speak to the little boy. He would not speak unless he was in front of the little boy. “Why, brother?” he said, knowing that he was about to say something, Aye Saung paved the way. “I wonder if the beans will die or die because of the rain, but I am afraid that the rain will not come.” The fields were very large. Some fields were fenced with cacti, while others were surrounded by thick thorny bushes. If there was a matter and someone wanted to talk to someone, they would have to cross the vast fields and walk. Today, Aye Saung and U Thet, who were close to each other, did not have to worry about meeting at the edge of the forest.

Aye Saung knew it was U Thet from the moment he heard the sound of “My Moon Dog,” so he looked up and asked appropriately, then U Thet and I looked to our right. The dogs. The dogs were also in U Thet’s yard, just like in Aye Saung’s yard.

The snake is an underground enemy.

He dug underground passages all over the fields. He saw that the plants were doing well and that he was carrying them underground while they were still in the shade. When they were blooming and bearing fruit, he arrived. He planted a variety of seeds in the fields and tore up the plants. A seed covered one cubit and a half of the land. Two cubits or three cubits of sesame, one or two cubits of wheat and corn, and even large perennial crops were killed.

Although it is a large tree that is full of birds and provides good shade, if it is cut off from the water supply, it will wither and die within three or four days.

Now the horse has trodden U Thet's peanut field.

A handful of beans were picked up overnight, and if the weather is right, a handful of beans is no less than half a peanut.

If you lose one and a half pounds of peanuts a night, you'll lose fifteen baskets a month. The farmer is already in trouble.

"I'm thinking about what to do because I'm having a hard time. I wonder if I should go to jail with Guy."

Aye Saung stood, his dead cigarette in his hand, and U Thet lit his cigarette.

“I don’t think I’m going to be a fool, I’m going to warn the pig.” The pig is only about the size of a fist and has poor eyesight, but it is very intelligent. The pig appears in the south and then comes to the north and hides. After revealing the holes and tunnels, it hides in the middle of the field. That’s why U Thet warned the pig not to be clever.

"So, wouldn't it be okay if my aunt and I follow each other? If we follow each other, where will this guy run?"

If, however, both sides are clamped together and the horse is alone and has only one path, the horse will become frightened and run wildly to the ground.

Then, the poor horse, who had poor eyesight, had no choice but to die, as the saying goes : "The deer is afraid of the horse's horns." Aye Saung, who has been running since he was 4 or 5 years old, knows this, as does U Thet, who has been working as a farmer for over 40 years.

U Thet didn't answer right away. Aye Saung and I just looked at each other and said, "Wait."

"My dog ​​is a small dog, but he's a little bit of a slob."

"That's why I told you to cut it, my aunt, my aunt's side is the father and mother, my aunt's side is the children."

"Yes, sir," U Thet agreed.

They dropped what they were doing and immediately started running.

To dig means to dig along the tunnel of the tunnel. So, just as U Thet started from the middle of his paddy field and dug with a shovel, Aye Saung also started from the cactus tree, where the most fertile soil was.

The trench that Aye Saung started digging did not continue north. To the south of that trench, there was a trench about every ten yards.

Aye Saung dug three or four times and then ran past the three or four holes. He dug hard, removing the loose soil. With just one dig, a hole appeared. A smooth tunnel.

The tunnel was dug northwards along the head of the tunnel. Behind the cold storage, a small canal with scattered earthworks was left.

The horse has very good hearing. It can hear human footsteps coming from a distance of about two hundred yards.

So, even though you know it, the perfect rune is a rune that has not yet reached maturity. The four sciences are not yet complete. Therefore, you will want to stay calm under the last perfect rune. Thinking that it will continue to dig, you have blocked the path by crossing more than three or four perfect runs.

The sound of the dove chirping echoed through the branches of the hibiscus tree. Aye Saung looked up.

It's almost time for alms.

The sun was still hot, even though Saw was still calling. The whole body of the Aye Saung was drenched in sweat from the bath. The bees looking for water were resting on the Aye Saung and drinking their sweat. Some drank well. Some were exhausted.

But I couldn't take care of the bees. I dug a hole in the ground. I hadn't eaten anything since I left home. I didn't ask my mother to send me food. I would only eat when I got home after finishing my work.

When I had dug about a furlong, I ran out of steam. There was no steam. Only then did I remember to wipe the sweat off my face. With one hand holding the shovel, and with the other hand wiping my face with a cloth, I moved to the place where I would continue digging.

“Aye Saung, something has come up in the matter, I’m La Khwan,” Aye Saung looked towards the direction of U Thet’s voice.

All the worries and worries seemed to have vanished suddenly. It was because he saw Myath standing quietly behind U Thet.

"What's the matter, brother?" Myathwe walked coldly towards his father and son.

"It's just a matter of oil. You can take my lunch box, and you can continue running. Lonma, there are some gajawngkha that I was looking for at the other side of the road. I'll go now."

U Thet finished speaking to Mya Thwe, pulled on his helmet, and left. When U Thet had taken about ten steps, Aye Saung burst out laughing.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Even though her mouth was in pain, Myathwe's face was smiling. Her eyes were bright. A smile that Aye Saung loved.

"I haven't seen it yet. The roaring is the first to go."

When Aye Saung said this with a big smile, Mya Thwe glanced at her father, but U Thet didn't even look back. He had already turned into a bend in the road, which was lined with wild anemones.