There is a hot Ji in the upper village, and there is a Zehan in the lower village. The two of them have been chopping firewood in the forest and selling firewood in the city since they were young. You always help me when you encounter difficulties, and I help you more than brothers.
One day, as they were chopping wood, they found a small pot of gold. Reggi said, "Friend, let's divide it, half for each." Zehan saw the gold, and his stomach became selfish, and he said, "Brother, no way! Who knows if this thing was put by a god or hidden by the devil? Why don't I take it home and store it for a few days. Let's make another jar of barley wine, and when you come to my house to drink, will you divide the gold?"
Reggi agreed with Zehan's suggestion, and the two men went home with firewood on their backs. Zehan entered the door, quickly locked the gold in the box, got a few pieces of rotten yellow wood, and stuffed it in the clay pot.
Three days later, Reggi came happily to share the gold, and saw Zehan sitting at the door with a frown. Reggi said, "Friend, you have no patients upstairs and no dead animals downstairs, so why are you sitting here?" Zehan sighed and said, "Brother, I have something to say, but I really can't say it." Reggi said, "Well, we are friends who have known each other since childhood, so just say it!" Zehan twisted for a while, but he still opened his mouth: "I told you a few days ago that the pot of gold, who knows if it was put by the gods or hidden by the devil? Now, there is only some rotten wood left in the pot, and the gold has gone somewhere."
Reji thought to himself, "It's obviously yellow gold, but it turned into rotten wood in three days, what a strange thing!" He was going to ask Zehan to comment, but then he thought about it and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, let's pretend there's no such thing! Come on, let's drink!"
When Reji returned home, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had been fooled. He came up with a clever idea to take revenge on Zehan.
One day, he ran into the forest alone and caught two little monkeys. He named the little monkeys after Zehan's son: the big one was called Dowa, and the little one was called How Poor. Every day, whenever he had time, he trained the monkeys to do somersaults and games. When the monkeys were trained, they were sent to a relative's house in the valley for storage.
One day, Reggi boiled wine and invited Zehan to come as a guest. While eating and drinking, Reggi said with a smile, "Look, my friend, I have a lot of food in my house recently! The cows gave birth to calves, and the milk was drunk casually; the peas were made into pods, which were really crispy and fresh; and the yogurt and milk residue, let your two children come and play for a few days!" Zehan quickly agreed, thinking to himself: I have all the gold, and he invited my children to play. Thank goodness Reggi didn't notice anything.
Zehan's children came to Reggi's house, and Reggi quietly took them to relatives in the valley in the middle of the night and brought the two little monkeys back.
After a few days Zehan happily came to pick up his children and saw Reggi sitting at the door with a frown on his face. Zehan said, "Brother, there are no sick people upstairs and no dead animals downstairs, so why are you sitting here?" Reggi sighed and said, "Friend, I have something I can't say!" Zehan said, "Ahem! We are like brothers, just say what we have to say." Reggi said sadly, "My friend, it's unfortunate! Your two sons have turned into monkeys!" Zehan was taken aback and said repeatedly, "It's impossible! It's impossible!"
Reggi said, "How is it impossible, you can see it with your own eyes." He shouted, "Dowa, come here!" After saying that, a little monkey rolled over from the window and repeatedly agreed.
Reggi said, "Dowa, pour wine for your father and play a trick!" The little monkey obediently poured wine for Zehan and turned over a few side-by-side fights.
Reji called again, "How poor, come here!" Another little monkey turned around the window and kept nodding in agreement. Reji patted the monkey on the head and said, "How poor, pour tea for your dad and dance again!" The little monkey poured tea and danced a ridiculous dance again.
Now Zehan's heart was aching so much that he was about to pass out. He said to himself; "Oh my God! How can people become monkeys?" Reggi hurriedly took over: "Yes! How can gold become wood?"
Realizing his mistake, Zekhan hurried home, took out the gold, and gave Reggi half of it. Reggi took Dowa and Duopeng back from the valley and sent them to Zekhan's house.
From then on, they became friends again, and they knew better: to be loyal to friends.