Hans was a very honest young man. Many years ago, he lived alone in a thatched house. He worked every day in the garden left to him by his grandfather. There was no other garden like his in this small village.

His garden was so beautiful and full of fragrance. Therefore, he was quite proud of this garden.

Little Hans had many friends, but in his opinion, only the mill owner was the most sincere. Although this wealthy mill owner never gave him anything.

The miller always picked a basket full of flowers or fruits from his garden for free, but he never minded. Because the miller's beautiful words about friendship made him sound

, always felt so noble. Therefore, he never asked the miller for anything. Even his neighbors could not understand this, but the miller often said to them:

"You have no idea how deep our friendship is. Real friends should not distinguish between each other." Hans has always believed in this.

Little Hans was busy greening his garden like this, and before he knew it, a new spring arrived. His garden was full of colorful flowers, and the whole garden was as beautiful as a fairy palace in the sky.

One day, a nobleman passed by and saw Hans' small garden. He was quickly fascinated by the beautiful scenery here, and decided to spend money to buy it. He first went to the miller and asked him about the small garden.

Come.

"Hey! Dear mill owner, I heard that your friend has a small garden. Can you ask him on my behalf if he is willing to sell his small garden to me? I will take out ten cents of the gold I own.

One of them, I will give it to you as a reward, what do you think?" The nobleman said to the miller very sincerely.

"What are you talking about? That small garden now belongs to me. If you really want to buy it, I think I would be very willing to negotiate the price with you." The miller did not.

After getting Hans's consent, he made his own decision and said it very confidently.

So, the two of them went through some bargaining. Finally, the nobleman gave the miller a lot of gold, and they agreed that in two days, the nobleman would come to take back the little miller who had spent a lot of money to buy it.

garden.

The miller was very busy now. He wanted to sell the garden, but he also didn't want to give any of the gold he had gained to little Hans.

"My dear, you are always working so hard for our family," said the miller's wife.

"Who says it's not? I just sold our friend Hans' small garden. His small garden is simply too small. If it weren't for me, no one would have thought of it.

Money bought it," said the miller.

"My dear, what are your next plans?" the miller's wife asked doubtfully.

"But I can't give the gold to Hans, because it will bring him a lot of unnecessary trouble. For example, someone will take the gold away and may even hurt him. I believe I am right,

I have to think of a way to help our friend Hans." The miller continued to tell his wife in a clear and logical manner.

"Oh! My dear, you always think so much about others." His wife couldn't help but admire her husband's "virtue." "This way we can bring little Hans to us, and he will be brought to our home.

You will definitely feel happy when you work." The miller's wife continued.

"My dear, you are absolutely right, I plan to do this tomorrow." After hearing what his wife said, the miller came up with a plan and said to his wife with a wicked smile.

The next day, the miller really took little Hans to his home and asked him to work for him from then on. And what about little Hans? He was also very happy about this, because he could finally be with his own family.

Old friends stay together. In this way, he will never feel lonely again.

Another day later, the noble actually owned Hans's small garden. But Hans did not feel any pity at all. Instead, he thought that the miller had done a good thing for him, even though he did not get even a copper plate.

From then on, Hans planned to work for the miller all the time. He never cared about food, clothing and remuneration. Even if the miller didn't give him a penny of remuneration, he felt that he was very happy. But the miller did not.

Thinking this way, in less than a week, he became more and more dissatisfied with little Hans.

"His appetite is really too big. He will gain weight soon. Getting fat is not a good thing. For the health of our friend Hans, I have to reduce his meals." The miller said.

Everyone said so.

But even so, Hans didn't care, he still worked diligently at the miller's house, fulfilling his obligations as a for what he called the "most " in his heart.

Another week passed, and the miller's attitude towards Hans became even more dissatisfied.

"I think it's inappropriate for Hans to live in a good house. You see, his clothes are always so dirty, how can this go with a good house? In order to keep him decent, I had to let him move to

I went to live in the calf shed." The miller said with peace of mind and without a trace of shame.

But what about little Hans? He moved to the cowshed and lived there peacefully without any complaints against his friend the mill owner.

After another week, the miller felt that little Hans had almost reached the point where he could not bear it.

"How can a young man like him wear clothes? Wearing clothes will make him look not strong enough, so no girl will notice him. For his happiness, I'd better take off the clothes he wears.

Come down." This is what the miller planned for his friend for his own ulterior motives.

Little Hans had nothing now, but he still worked for the miller silently. Because, in his opinion, every word the miller said was out of loyalty and friendship between friends.

It's all for his own good and he doesn't think too much about every action the miller takes.

In the last week, the miller couldn't bear it any longer. He found that little Hans was useless and could only be a free meal in his own house. He no longer needed him.

"He has stayed with me for too long. It would be boring for him to live in one place all the time. In order to make Hans live a happier life, I think it would be best for him to live in another place.

Way." The miller's mind was already filled with benefits, and his heart also became dark.

So he gave Hans a ring made of imitation gold and asked him to take it to the judge and asked him to bring a letter to the judge.

Poor little Hans set off with a fake ring. When he handed these to the judge, the judge began to read the letter. But what did the despicable miller write on it?

He said: "He brought two gold rings, one real and one fake, to your honor. If the real ring was missing, it must have been stolen by little Hans. He asked the judge not to treat Hans just for his own sake.

Show mercy. If that were the case, he would ask the judge to punish Hans in accordance with the law out of fairness to his friends, and he would never practice favoritism to cover up his friend."

After reading the letter, the judge looked at the ring sent by little Hans and found that it was an imitation gold product, worth only a few trivial coins. He ordered someone to arrest little Hans and imprison him.

into the cell. And in order to make him give up, the judge even showed him the letter.

Only then did little Hans know what kind of "" the miller was. Although he gritted his teeth with hatred, what was the use? After all, he was imprisoned in prison now...

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