Dumplings

As soon as he had time to think this, Patsyuk opened his mouth; looked at the dumplings and opened his mouth even more. At this time, the dumplings spilled out of the bowl, slapped into the sour cream, turned over to the other side, jumped up and just got into his mouth. Patsyuk ate it and opened his mouth again, and the dumpling set off again in the same order. He only took the trouble to chew and swallow. "See what a miracle!" - thought the blacksmith, his mouth gaping in surprise, and at the same hour he noticed that the dumpling was climbing into his mouth and had already smeared his lips with sour cream.