Once there lived 2 brothers who reaped wheat in the fields of their village. One night, in the dark of the moon, the elder brother gathered several sheaves of his harvest and left it in his brother's field, saying to himself : "My brother has 7 children. With so many mouths to feed, he could use some of my bounty." And he went home.
A short time later, the younger brother slipped out of this house, gathered several sheaves of his wheat, and carried it into his brothers' field, saying to himself : "My brother is all alone, with no one to help him harvest. So I'll share some of my wheat with him."
When the sun rose, each brother was amazed to find he had just as much wheat as before!
The next night they paid each other the same kindness, and still woke to find the stories undiminished.
But on the 3rd night, they met each other as they carried their gifts into each other's fields. Each threw his arms around the other and shed tears of joy for his goodness.
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