Married Oksana

I drove through Dikanka of the blessed memory of the bishop, praised the place where the village stands, and, driving along the street, stopped in front of a new hut. "Whose is this painted hut?" - asked the bishop at a beautiful woman standing near the door with a child in her arms. "Blacksmith Vakula!" - Oksana said bowing to him, because it was she. “Nice! nice job! " - said the Right Reverend, looking at the doors and windows. And the windows were all circled in red; on the doors everywhere there were Cossacks on horses with pipes in their teeth. But the Right Reverend Vakula praised him even more when he learned that he had endured church repentance and freely painted the entire left wing with green paint with red flowers. However, this is not all: on the side wall, as you enter the church, Vakula painted the devil in hell, so disgusting that everyone spat when they passed by; and the women, as soon as the child burst into tears in their arms, they brought him to the picture and said: he’s bach, what a paint! and the child, holding the tears, looked askance at the picture and pressed against the breast of its mother.