.(Photo from google.)
Many days ago there was a poor woodcutter in a small village. He lived with his wife in a hut. He was very generous to all and always ready to bend over backward.
One day an old neighbor (an old lady) asked him to collect some honey from the jungle as she had been suffering from cold for a long time. The woodcutter did agree and the very next day despite the foggy cold weather he started his journey to the far away jungle with his axe and a basket. There was little food
