गाँव में बाढ़ 5 जुगाड़ू बहुओं का कमाल सास-ससुर हुए हैरान - STORY

#बारिश_में_5_जुगाड़ू_बहू_का_घर_खेती_और_रसोई #5_clever_hacks_for_a_daughter-in-law_managing_the_home_farming_and_kitchen_during_the_rainy_season #Cartoon_Video #Kahaniyo_ka_Safar Uday #animtedstories #hindicartoonstory #cartoonkahaniya #AnimtedCartoonvideos #Hindistories #Hindicartoonvideo #Hindicartoonstories #hindistory #hindikahaniya #sasbahu #sasbahukajhghda #naitikkahanai #stories #newstories #garibkikahani #sasbahuladai #sasbahukalesh hi guys this channel is purely made for fun by using high quality animated videos in 4k. we are fulloy dedicated to entertain you by our video. if you like the video please share and give your valuable comment and feedback so that we can improve. thank Narration: Five new daughters-in-law were performing their Griha Pravesh (house-warming/entry ritual) into a small mud house. Their mother-in-law, Vasundhara Devi, was conducting the ceremony. Vimla Kaki (55) [Loudly]: Oh Vasudha, what have you done? Your mud house is already the size of a matchbox, and on top of that, you’ve brought in five daughters-in-law. It looks like the house is going to split right down the middle. Shanti Kaki (50) [Loudly]: You know, daughters-in-law these days set up their own separate kitchens the moment they arrive. Just watch, Vasudha—in a few days, these five will light their own separate stoves and show the three of you the door. Tulsi (25) [Smiling]: Kaki-ji, please don't worry at all. Not everyone is the same; after all, even the five fingers on a hand aren't alike. We aren't like those daughters-in-law in TV serials who divide the house as soon as they step in. Anjali (24) [Affectionately]: Didi is absolutely right. And besides, Kaki-ji, whether a house is big or small, a home is a home. Narration: Smiling, the five daughters-in-law entered the house. After the ceremony, the entire family sat together. The five daughters-in-law were seated near Vasundhara Devi. Vishakha (23) [Affectionately]: Mother-in-law, please don't pay attention to what those neighbors said. We know the house is small, but we have no problem with it. Pallavi (22) [Getting emotional]: Yes, Maa-ji. Please don't ever think that we would kick you, Papa-ji, or our sister-in-law out of the house. We didn't come from the Ambani household either; we come from poor families too. We used to live in tiny huts. Simran (21) [Smiling]: To be honest, Maa-ji, for us, even this house is no less than a palace. So what if it’s a mud house? It’s a good one. And Mother-in-law, just watch—we’re going to make this house truly wonderful. Narration: The next morning. Tulsi notices rat holes scattered across the walls, with loose earth crumbling away. She quickly mixes cow dung, stove ash, lime, and clay to prepare a paste. Tulsi (25) [Happily, while applying the paste to the walls]: There—the rats' homes are sealed off for good. This mixture I’ve made—adding a dash of lime to the clay and cow dung—is stronger than Ambuja Cement. Narration: By nightfall, Tulsi has filled in all the holes and plastered the entire house neatly. Vasudha Devi (52) [Happily]: Oh, daughter-in-law, you’ve plastered every single corner of the house! The walls are shining as if they’re brand new. Rajesh Ji (55) [Smiling]: Wow, daughter-in-law, you’ve permanently blocked the path for both rats and insects. Narration: The next day, Anjali notices there is no kitchen in the house; the cooking stove is right where everyone sleeps. So, she sets out to arrange a kitchen, gathering firewood from outside to build a small cooking area. Anjali (24) [Smiling]: Mother-in-law, look—our kitchen is ready. And see that small opening I’ve left between the logs? That’s our desi (homemade) chimney. All the smoke goes straight outside; no smoke stays indoors. Vasudha Devi (52) [Happily]: Oh, wow! You’ve done a fantastic job. You’ve created such a great kitchen—it’s truly wonderful. Narration: The next morning. Vasudha Devi is sitting there, clutching her knee; she had fallen during the night when the power went out. Vasudha Devi (52) [Distressed]: Oh God, there’s no telling when the power might go out in this village. I fell down today; what if the little children in the house fall in the dark tomorrow? Vishakha (23) [Softly]: Don't worry, Mother-in-law. I’ll figure something out right now; from today onwards, this house will never be in the dark. Narration: Vishakha leaves the house and visits the village scrap dealer. While sorting through some empty glass bottles, she spots an old solar panel. Vishakha (23) [Surprised]: Brother, where did you get this panel from? Raju, the scrap dealer (40) [Casually]: Oh, that? It’s of no use. Just pay ten rupees for the bottles, and if you want the panel, take it for free. Vishakha (23) [Smiling to herself]: It seems the scrap dealer doesn't realize what this actually is. Narration: Evening falls. Vishakha returns home with the glass bottles and the solar panel. She fixes the solar panel and sets