Òyì nke e mepụtara

Very sad, she left the small house, and the grandfather ran after her in the meadow. The wolf was lying under the tree and growling to the extent that the branches were shaking. The goat looked closely at him and noticed that something was moving and struggling in his big belly. Oh my God, what if my kids, whom the wolf had eaten, were still alive? The grandfather had to return home to bring scissors, a needle, and thread. The goat cut open the monster's belly, and immediately the grandfather fi