An old German is dying.
This is not a fairy tale, not a joke, it was actually in the village.
We lived in a German village, and I even talked about him.
And now he is eighty, and like nothing else, strong, and with a head no more. He began to talk, then to lose memory, and then he was completely blind. The doctor looked, and gave a very little time. One week, two days of strength. Well, relatives came together of course all, close, distant, sons, grandchildren. Even the one who has been in America for a long time, and he has arrived. And the German has less and less minutes of enlightenment, he does not recognize anyone, then he fights again, then the forest falls in the zone, then he costs a tractor on the MTS. And then, in one of the rare minutes of returning to reality, he suddenly speaks.
“Where is this Pashka Gorelov, something I haven’t seen him for a long time?
The relatives were surprised by this. They did not immediately realize who they were talking about. Then they remembered. Well, there was such a boy in the village, even with one of his sons in a parallel class. They lived like these fireplaces through three houses. One of them lives there now. Only never even similar close relationships between their families, barely known. And Pashka, the one in general, immediately after school moved somewhere to study, and so did not come back. It seems they say that in Moscow an engineer was made, but is it true, who knows?

And the German knows how to tame his - to give me a pasch here, and that's all.
Well, the case falls on the last will of the dying, began to find out. The address was found, a telegram was given, invited to negotiations. and aloo! Paul Afanasich, Christ God, we will pay you what you want. Well, he also fainted a little, but still people, all people, and it is curious that this old man was struck in the head for his caprize in the grave. It says - only for a day if, at the end of the quarter, a lot of work.
And he comes. Well, of course, he is on the station as a road guest, met, put in a taxi, carried to his grandfather.
He comes in, say hello, as you are alive, here he came, as you asked.
Grandfather recognized him. Echo says you’ve grown up. It was important in the tie. With a portfolio! Well, he says, help me to get up, what am I before such a dear guest like a barrel, I am not dead yet! A man from Moscow was driving, and I was lying down.
They jumped up and helped get up. The German stands, he is relying on his clutches, says Paške, - well-ko, come. And all means they are also standing, the breath is stuck, and now a terrible mystery will be uncovered. Well, he fits, grandfather intercepts his stick more flawlessly, and the butt of Pashka exactly in the forehead - nna! He grabbed his head, and his grandfather said, “It’s you for a fascist.” And with the other hand on the ear plachma - nna. This is for you untouched.
He jumped back, yelled — he went crazy, old man? Did you call me from Moscow for that? He holds his head, he flies hard. The old man, and how? I am about to die, I lie down and remember what debts are not distributed. With debts in the grave of reluctance. After all, you are left alone. Now you can also die.
Well, and around, of course, everyone swirls, heads swirled, a wet towel guest swirled, swirled, swirled. Uncomfortable really did. There was a man from Moscow, and he was there. He puts a towel on his forehead, and he speaks. “Eco,” he said, “you’re so ugly, German!” Thirty years have passed, and you remember everything! Fric is untouched!
German – who is Fritz Unbeatable? Am I Fric Untouched? Oh you! He jumps, the stick overweight, and after Pavlik. That injury. They run around the village, in front of Pashka, in a tie, with a wallet, behind him a German, in a puddle, with a cloth. I'll show you, I'll show you, I'll show you, I'll show you, I'll show you, I'll show you! Your father was still in the pants, I raised the colloquium!

Thirty years as never happened.

Well, then somehow all this affair broke out. The old man, crazy survived what you take from him.
And the German then suddenly took, and changed his mind to die. They say to their relatives, all, fall. There is nothing to wait here, there will be nothing interesting here.
and dispersed them all.
I cried, and my head went well. A few years later, the goat was chasing the village.