For a whole week, the neighbors move the furniture on top, even at night.
Today I couldn’t stand it and went and asked, “What fucking thing!“”
A man opens the door, his eyes are red, his hair is scattered, his clothes are in mint.
I ask :
Why do you move your furniture all night? You are here, you can’t sleep!
He wiped his eyes and replied sadly:
“My wife is pregnant, and every night when she goes to bed she asks me to move the closet, because under these sounds she can easily fall asleep. You know, I can’t refuse her, she’s pregnant.
I nodded understandably and suggested that he recorded these sounds onto a dictionary.
The next morning I met him at the entrance. When he saw me, he nodded, hugged me, thanked me, gave me money.
I have not seen such happy people in a long time.