After school, Yuri, together with his future bride Svetka, went to study in Moscow, and in the fourth grade decided to schedule. At first they wanted to be quiet, but the parents were upset. Everything in the village is human. You are there in your city, but you go on your heads, and we have a wedding in the village.
At the wedding, Juric and Svetka invited several classmates, including two blacks, Misha and Sasha. Misha and Sasha spoke Russian quite tolerantly, but never left Moscow, and they treated the idea a little cautiously. But eventually they were persuaded, promising to show a real Russian wedding. “Even for a day!” So for a day.
When black people were seen, the population of the village experienced a cultural shock. Negroes then and in the capital were exotic, that is to say about the Russian depth. Misha and Sasha from the abundance of attention also felt not quite in their plate. Therefore, while the tables were covered in the courtyard, black guests, so as not to confuse under their feet and create an unhealthy agitation among the neighbors, they sat in the kitchen to drink tea.
At this time, the future mother-in-law, the mother of the bridegroom, was choosing snacks at the table. She cautiously closed the cover of the cellar behind her so that in the turmoil no one would give god to step down and not break her neck.
Taking full hands of the bottles, she climbed the stairs, opened the cover of the basement with her head, and saw two pairs of legs right in front of her nose. He raised his eyes and slowly dropped the cover back. There were two black men up there.
Sasha and Misha were also slightly shocked when the floor under their feet rose, and from there a female head appeared. But they were warned in advance, if they saw something unusual, nothing to be surprised, and to pretend that it is necessary. So Sasha and Misha continued to drink tea with sugar at a snack.
And the future mother-in-law went down back into the basement, sat down on the staircase, and began to be baptized. After a while, she decided that she felt. “Per the pressure is jumping, all the hell is melting,” she thought, and decided to do another attempt.
When she raised the cover for the second time, the two black men didn’t just disappear, they readily jumped up, and said in broken Russian, “Hello!”
After dropping the cover, the future mother-in-law returned to the basement, and this time decided not to go anywhere until they were found.
In the meantime, everything was ready for the start of the celebration, except for a small break. The girlfriend’s mother disappeared. They were looking for it everywhere and could not find it anywhere. They looked into the kitchen seven times, but except for two blacks drinking the eighth cup of tea, there was nobody there. Finally, Sasha and Misha, concerned about the mess, pointed to the cover of the cellar and that "there" is hiding a woman.
The mother of the bridegroom was pulled out of the cellar, and introduced Sasha with Misha. Sasha and Misha even let her touch themselves. Thank God they did not know about the Russian sign of fear of the dead.
In short, the incident was exhausted, the guests sat down at the tables, and the fun began. And when they drank at the third, all racial prejudices dissolved by themselves.
Sasha and Misha a popularity at the table almost as much as even the bridegroom with the bride. Everyone wanted to drink with them, take pictures, and get friends.
In the evening, all who were still able to load into the collective bus "Kuban" and went to the district center to accompany Sasha with Misha to the station, at night they had a train to Moscow. No matter how many of them were persuaded to stay, they only regretted to shake their shoulders and show back tickets.
With songs, harmonies, and the bell of glasses, they drove to the district center, landed Sasha with Misha, said goodbye, and also went back with fun.
At the station, two blacks immediately attracted the attention of the police. Not so much for official necessity as for curiosity, two police officers asked two not quite sober blacks to present documents, and asked the purpose of their arrival.
At the wedding? The police were surprised. So why are you leaving then? You have not seen the wedding. At a Russian wedding, the most interesting thing happens on the second day. The skulls will beat, the ravenous, the bride will steal. You are giving!
The Negroes regretted not being left. But it was late, the last bus from the district departed an hour ago.
And we did not rush to the houses of guests, loaded the death of a drunk harmonist, and when we finally reached the house of the bridegroom, we were surprised to find that a militia "uazik" stands near the calice, and in the courtyard behind the table, among others, Sasha and Misha are sitting in a picture with two police officers, and pull in four throats:
The crown crown! The horny crown! What are you going on with me!