Cereal bread. Popov V.V.

This is a true narrative of village people, about difficult trials that have fallen on their lot in the century. The heroes of these stories were marked by the vast expanses of the Russian North. But from afar, the flickering lights of their "good souls" are visible. And even though the cunning is weakened by the mind, the share of the city dies on the way to the city, the Mitrich is vain with his dog, but their light is great and saving, something large, fair, enduring stands behind their life, behind which, it seems, there is no death.