Young Wife (Молодая жена)

Hello, Grandma Agasha. Manya at home?

It's great.

"Why are you running like an ugly man?" Yes, I have a summons. Manya at home?

- At home. - Masha?

Manya!

- Masha? - Manya!

- What? - The agenda to me.

- Oh... - Masha?

What? "Do not forget your passport."

Yes…

That's it, Grandma Agasha.

- You should have gone in the fall? - Come here.

"Why so early?" - I do not know.

Allow me, Grandma Agash, to take shape with your granddaughter.

We love each other. You know yourself from the 7th grade.

Give, let's fix the widow on the head.

Well, what about you?

You Manenka, what do you say?

I do not know, grandmother.

- Yah you! - You what!

So who will issue you in two days then?

My father is a deputy of the village soviet.

We will arrange!

Let's go to!

Oh. Hour from hour is not easier.

So…

Dad, but she agrees!

- Documentation. - Mg.

Rush. Race. End of the quarter.

Can not wait? "Do not say anything at all."

Only you think how quickly to marry for his Mishka.

Okay.

"Dad?" - Mmm?

Well, organize, that would be arranged as soon as possible. She agrees.

And grandmother. Man?

Manya?

Eh, Dad!

- All of you! - Ah!

- Groom! - Manya!

Oh, baby.

And without that you do not believe that I love you?

I believe.

I believe, but 2 years...

I'll wait for you.

Yes you that!

Bear in mind, get discredited information...

Like Stenka Razin...

- I'll drown. - Oh!

Scared! I can swim.

Help me, son.

Come on, come on. We will help granny.

We are waiting with the granddaughter of the groom from the army.

And then I would break down the shops of the sides.

And what parents will not bother?

Me and mother. Me and father.

"My son was a chauffeur." - A!

He died prematurely in the accident.

Well, the daughter-in-law married a year later.

And my granddaughter stayed. So we are with her until now together and live.

- Hello, Alexey Ivanovich. - A! Grandmother, Agasha.

- Hello hello. - Hi.

"From the city, or what?" - Yes.

- Hello. - Hello.

Here, Antonina installed her stove.

"Grief, Malinka, grief." Yes, I was 34 years old.

So, did Zabolotye go to school with a briefcase for a long time?

And I remember you as a little boy.

Time it hurries up.

Yeah…

Manyasha, let's go quietly.

- Bye. - Bye.

- Bye. - Happily, grandmother.

Guy in the mountains, take a chance.

Do not leave him alone.

Manya, what's next?

I do not remember, grandmother.

It's good here, Manyasha, is not it?

Ugh, you.

Here are the catechumens. Wears you here!

Manyasha, and I bought stacks of cheap fifty.

Let them pound at the wedding.

Your loving, what's new informs?

Dear Manyasha...

Congratulate me as a junior sergeant.

My nerves are tense to the limit, so I want to see you.

Yes, you have read this letter to me 5 times.

Guy in the mountains pull, take a chance.

Do not leave him alone.

Let him be in touch with you alone.

There you will understand who it is.

- Mish? - What?

- Wait for it. I am now. - Mg.

Are you...

Why are you all whispering?

"Do you like it, Valya?" You ask!

- Made in Britain. - What?

United Kingdom.

You, Grandma Agash, taste.

What do you keep your knight like Palkan in the street?

- Mish? Malinka? Come here. - Yes, let it be there.

- We need to talk. - Eh, you.

Great Britain!

- Misha, I told you, wait. - I'm waiting, waiting.

Mishka completely exhausted me.

Well?

Do you think I forgot that we were going to, that both weddings together?

Do not be offended. Well, he does not want to wait for Mishka any more.

What are you, Valya. I'm not offended at all.

- And do not think. - True?

True.

Did you receive any letters?

Yes, Valyun, your book, take it.

And you know, he does not write to us either.

What are you upset about?

Do not you know modern young men?

After all, solid selfishness.

And we already bought the rings.

Tamarochka, goose here put it.

No no. "Right here."

Goose we put in front of the young.

They do not have to eat. So all the whole for tomorrow will remain.

You, Malinka is not in the store at home.

To hide under the counter deficiencies.

They're coming! They're coming!!!

Egorovna, they are coming!

Oh. Tray, tray. Bread come on.

The dress all crumpled as the cow chewed.

Will be. Crumpled, not torn. You can pat.

If the material is a massive one. And then the iron is terrible to bring.

You leave the naked.

Be happy. "Careful, neater."

So, attention. Calm down. We are working.

Let's. Here. And you here, here, here.

Like this. More to the right, to the right.

Attention! That's good.

Bitterly!

I wish you my dear, dear children of a long happy life.

Bitterly!

Attention!

Oh. "Well, mother..."

Thank you very much dear guests, thank you.

About the one whom I loved... "Do not worry, girlfriend."

Man, there will be a holiday for you.

Dancing! Dancing!

Let's go dance?

- Oh sorry. - It happens…

And nothing is a girl then. To dress, so the first grade will be.

Oh. How much do you understand in grades then?!

Let's go to.

Vitka.

Vitka!

What is Uncle?

- Give the technique. Enough. Oh! - There is.

- Mom, and I... - Then Vityusha. Come on.

Lesha?

And if I had not had Vitka? A?

- Let's dance? - What?

Shall we go and dance?

For the health of those present, ladies.

You should not have started all this.

I would go alone, see my relatives. And to you.

Well, you. I've never been to a village.

And tomorrow morning we'll go swimming. Rannenko. Okay?

- Pa-pa-pa. - Okay.

Look how she grew up. Look how you dance!

- This one? - No, that one.

"This one?" - This one.

Do not stand on the bridge, not with your cap.

I'm not yours now. Do not call me cutie.

Volodka has arrived!

Hello honest company.

"What day are we going for a walk?" That's great!

Do not you finish the third bucket?

"That's great, Volodka!" Volodenka, son!

- Oh, Volodka! - Mom... Dad...

Mom, Volodka has arrived!

And this, comrade relatives, get acquainted.

Angelina. In short, my...

In short, my Gel.

Gel, Zdraste. Gel. Oh, now.

At home we'll sort it out.

Hello classmate.

I'm just a minute.

Hey.

Well?

"Are we dancing?" - Mg.

We're dancing. It's not like a funeral feast.

But what is it? A?

Yes, understand, Agasha... "Neighbors, dear ones, but what is this?"

Agasha, we did not know anything at all... "Did you cook this for us?"

Like a shoe on the head. "So I believed!"

Agasha! "What do you want it for?"

An orphan! A hole was dug for the living soul!

"Ah, you are God." "Do not, grandmother. Be silent!

No, Manyasha. I will not be silent.

Manyasha, you are my own...

Manyasha...

Manyasha...

Manya! Manya!

I will never pass by your yard!