One day, as the peasant was going with the hay to market, he asked his daughters what they would like him to buy for them.

Outside the sun was bright; a car or two passed by and in the shops the peasants went about their business.

Many peasants went to the cities at certain times of year, working for very low salaries, which created tension in the towns as well.

That is all right, I thought - peasants going to work; nobody else likely to be stirring this early.

The peasant who owned the mare went to the queen for help.

"If the government can't figure out how to handle this, how are we peasants going to protect ourselves?"

The peasant turned and went back into the stone hut, scratching his head.

"A peasant from the region could go there and he would think he was standing on foreign soil."

A peasant and a rich man went to Heaven.

The commander of the military stationed in the county tried to persuade the peasants to leave the fields and go home.