Hans Married
Once upon a time, a young peasant named Hans gas an uncle who was looking for a wealthy wife for him. Hans was set in front of the stove, which was then heated extremely hot. He then brought a pot of milk and plenty of white bread, gave him a shiny, recently-minted farthing, and instructed Hans to grasp the coin tightly, crumble the white bread into the milk, and remain seated without moving until he returned. Hans responded, I will do as you said.
The uncle then went to a wealthy peasant's daughter in the neighboring hamlet wearing a pair of worn-out patched pants and asked, "Won't you marry my nephew Hans?" You'll find a decent, honest man who will fit you.” The envious father inquired as to the situation's impact on his resources. “Does he have anything to eat?”
My young nephew has a comfortable berth, some extra cash on hand, and lots of bread to break. In addition, he has about as many patches as I do. He slapped the patches on his trousers as he spoke, but in that neighborhood, small plots of land were also referred to as patches. You will immediately notice that everything is as I have described if you take the trouble to travel home with me. The miser then answered, if that is the case, I have nothing further to say against the marriage, because he did not want to blow this fantastic opportunity.
The ceremony took place as planned, and as the bride-to-be's young wife went outside to examine the bridegroom's property, Hans removed his Sunday coat, put on his patched smock, and warned that he would ruin his good coat. They then ventured outside together, and whenever they saw a vineyard or a line dividing a field from a meadow, Hans pointed and slapped either a huge or a little piece on his smock, saying, "That patch is mine, and that too, my dearest, just look at it." Meaning that instead of looking at the vast landscape, his wife should focus on his robe, which was his own.
You attended the wedding, right? Yes, I was there and I was dressed appropriately. My headdress was made of snow, but as the sun emerged, it melted. My shoes were made of glass, and I stepped on a stone, which caused them to clink and shatter in two. My coat was made of cobwebs, and when I had to walk through some thorns, they tore off of me.
