chapter  187
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The Stupid Wife—La mugghieri babba

That evening, when her husband returned from work, she said to him, “Oh, my dear husband, I’ve been so eager for you to return!” “Why so?” he answered. “Do you have something special for me? Have you

cooked something good for dinner?” “No, not at all. But guess what happened today. The Long May finally came,

and he cleared all that grain out of our house!” “Oh, poor me!” exclaimed the husband. “Our house is emptied out of

grain, and I brought this on myself!” “Oh, just step this way and stop fretting,” said the wife. And she led him

into the next room and showed him how all the pots and pans were punctured and strung up.