Женщина-Великан пустила егеря переночевать и больше не отпустила

You used to sit by the stove, they'd pour you some tea, and the guy would start telling you a story. He didn't tell it for fun, but just as it happened. So I'll tell you, just as an old man told it to me. There was a man who lived somewhere nearby. His name was Fyodor. I won't mention his last name, because maybe he still has relatives somewhere. And there's no need. He was a calm, hard-working man, not a drunkard, not a rowdy. No one spoke ill of him in the village. If anyone needed help with firewood, a fence, a horse, or a roof, Fyodor was there. He often didn't take money. He'd say: "I helped today, they'll help me tomorrow." X - https://x.com/Andre14855