懒    纺    妇   

 从    前   ， 村    子    里    住    着    对    夫    妻   。 妻    子    懒    得    总    是    不    想    干    活   ， 丈    夫    让    她    纺    纱    她    总    纺    不    完   ， 就    是    纺    好    了    也    不    绕    成    团   ， 而    是    在    地    上    缠    成    一    大    团   。 每    次    丈    夫    说    她   ， 她    总    是    有    理   ， 说   ：" 没    有    卷    轴   ， 叫    我    怎    么    去    卷    呢   ？ 你    有    本    事    就    到    森    林    里    砍    些    木    头    给    我    做    一    个   。"" 如    果    是    那    样    的    话   ，" 丈    夫    说   ，" 我    就    到    森    林    砍    些    木    头    为    你    做    一    个    吧   ！" 可    女    人    又    害    怕    起    来   ， 如    果    有    了    木    头   ， 做    成    卷    轴   ， 她    就    只    得    绕    线    了   。 她    脑    子    一    转   ， 想    了    条    好    计   ， 便    悄    悄    地    跟    在    丈    夫    的    后    面    走    进    森    林   。 丈    夫    爬    上    一    棵    树    去    挑    好    木    头    来    做    料   ， 她    就    溜    进    丈    夫    看    不    到    的    树    丛    中   ， 向    上    面    喊    道   ：

" 伐    木    做    轴   ， 难    逃    一    死   ；

 绞    盘    缠    线   ， 没    好    下    场   。"

 丈    夫    听    后    放    下    了    斧    子   ， 细    细    体    会    着    这    话    的    含    义   ， 最    后    自    言    自    语    道   ：" 唉   ， 管    它    呢   ！ 一    定    是    我    耳    朵    的    错    觉   ， 我    可    不    想    吓    唬    自    己   。" 说    完   ， 他    又    扬    起    斧    子   ， 准    备    要    砍   。 突    然    树    下    又    喊   ：

" 伐    木    做    轴   ， 难    逃    一    死   ；

 绞    盘    缠    线   ， 没    好    下    场   。"

 丈    夫    又    惊    又    怕   ， 再    次    放    下    了    斧    子   ， 朝    四    周    张    望   。 但    过    了    一    会   ， 他    又    鼓    起    了    勇    气   ， 抓    起    斧    子    要    干   ， 但    是    树    下    第    三    次    喊    了    起    来   ， 而    且    声    音    更    大   ：

" 伐    木    做    轴   ， 难    逃    一    死   ；

 绞    盘    缠    线   ， 没    好    下    场   。"

 丈    夫    再    也    抵    挡    不    住    了   ， 吓    得    魂    不    守    舍   ， 连    忙    滑    下    树    来    往    家    赶   。 女    人    却    抄    近    道    飞    快    地    跑    回    了    家   。 丈    夫    一    进    屋   ， 女    人    就    装    出    若    无    其    事    的    样    子    问   ：" 怎    么   ， 砍    了    块    做    轴    的    好    木    回    来    没    有   ？"" 没    有   ！" 丈    夫    答    道   ，" 看    来    线    是    绕    不    成    了   。" 接    着   ， 他    把    树    林    里    发    生    的    一    切    告    诉    了    女    人   。 从    此    不    再    拿    纺    纱    绕    线    来    烦    她   。 可    没    过    多    久   ， 丈    夫    见    屋    里    乱    糟    糟    的   ， 就    又    发    开    了    牢    骚   。" 老    婆    呀   ， 这    纺    过    的    线    乱    糟    糟    地    缠    在    一    起   ， 真    不    像    话   ！"" 好    吧   ， 因    为    我    没    有    卷    轴   ， 你    就    爬    上    阁    楼   ， 我    站    在    下    面   ， 我    把    线    团    扔    给    你   ， 你    再    扔    下    来   ， 如    此    反    复    线    就    绕    好    了   。"" 好    吧   ， 就    这    么    干    吧   ！" 于    是   ， 夫    妻    俩    一    上    一    下    抛    纱    缠    线   ， 线    缠    好    了   ， 丈    夫    说   ：" 我    已    经    绕    好    了   ， 现    在    该    浆    了   。"" 好    吧   ， 明    天    我    就    浆   。" 女    人    嘴    里    这    么    说   ， 心    里    却    在    盘    算    着    如    何    逃    过    这    一    关   ， 于    是    又    生    出    了    条    懒    计    来   。 第    二    天    早    上    一    起    来   ， 她    就    生    起    了    火   ， 再    把    锅    架    在    上    面   。 可    她    没    把    纱    线    放    进    锅    里   ， 放    进    的    却    是    些    粗    麻    疙    瘩   。 然    后    她    走    到    床    边    对    睡    着    的    丈    夫    说   ：" 我    要    出    去    一    趟   ， 你    照    看    一    下    锅    里    的    纱    线   。 你    得    留    点    神   ， 如    果    鸡    叫    了    还    不    去    看   ， 纱    线    就    会    变    成    乱    麻    团   。" 丈    夫    怕    误    事   ， 赶    紧    起    身   ， 来    到    厨    房    里   ， 向    锅    里    一    瞅    发    现    里    面    尽    是    些    粗    麻    疙    瘩   ， 不    禁    愕    然   。 这    可    怜    的    丈    夫    以    为    是    自    己    失    了    职   ， 就    再    也    不    敢    向    女    人    提    起    纺    纱    的    事   。 可    你    们    一    定    要    说   ， 这    女    人    多    么    恶    毒    呀   。

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