“There are no more forces. If you don’t help, the only thing left is to hang yourself,” a desperate male voice said in the receiver. Father of many children cornered
It is hard to imagine how it was necessary to bring the resilient and already experienced many sorrows Nikolai Mikhnyuk, that he decided to make such a call. He is not afraid of difficulties. Ready to move mountains, if only the children were all right. For the sake of children and lives. He has eight of them. The youngest, Masha, is only ten years old. In March, it will be four years since they were left without a mother. And their lives were turned upside down.
An oasis in the middle of destruction
The Mikhnyuk household, 60 kilometers from Rzhev, is like an oasis in the devastation of the post-apocalypse. It is two kilometers to the paved road, on which a bus from the regional center passes once a day. The village where they live has long since become a farm. Nobody around. Once in the village there were two streets and several dozen houses. Dairy plant. Club. School. Now the only reminders of the past are pillars that suddenly peep through the middle of a dense forest that swallowed up the former village. Wild boars sometimes roam the disappeared street. In winter, it happens that wolves howl nearby. There are three other houses in the village. In two live bachelors-pensioners who disappear somewhere for months. On the third, a woman from the city comes for the summer.
Nikolay near the house Photo: Stanislav Novgorodtsev for TD
The house, inherited by the family after a lonely old woman, will soon celebrate its centennial anniversary and has long been recognized as emergency. But he doesn't show it. Looks strong and well-groomed. Adjacent to the house is an old barn where goats live. Next to the main house - the second. Looks just as strong. But Nikolai says that this is a summer kitchen without a foundation, which he and his sons built from scraps of wood from a sawmill. Inside is a kitchen, TV, sofa and a large table where everyone likes to gather. In the red corner next to the icons is a large portrait of my mother. Clean, cozy and smells like cheesecakes. “My wife loved order, and she taught me and the children to see household chores not as routine, but as joy,” says Nikolai. - She knew how to look optimistically at the simplest things, to find pluses in everything. We live in the wilderness, not in the mud.”
big family
The first to greet the guests is the good-natured shaggy Funtik - a dog of difficult fate. In early childhood, he was dragged from the yard by a rabid raccoon. The puppy was barely rescued. And all the inhabitants of the farm, both two-legged and four-legged, came to do prophylactic injections. Local raccoons have dragged chickens more than once and turned out to be not at all as cute and harmless as in the videos.
Funtik has a holiday on Fridays. Children are returning from the city, who study at the Rzhev college and live in a hostel for a week. The house again becomes noisy and smells of delicious food. On weekdays, Papa Nikolai lives in the village, the eldest son, 25-year-old Kolya, and the youngest, everyone's favorite Masha. Dad's copy. With the same sly squint and long eyelashes.
From left to right: Kolya, Masha, Nikolai, Seryozha and Anton are watching a film Photo: Stanislav Novgorodtsev for TD
Two eldest sons, Ivan and Vova, grew up and left to work in Moscow. Rarely appear in the village. Ksyusha and Nadya have been studying hairdressing in Rzhev for the third year already. Sergei and Anton, after the ninth grade, went to study as welders in the fall. The choice of professions in Rzhev is small, and Nikolai cannot afford to teach children far from home. The girls study well and receive a huge scholarship - 452 rubles a month.
While Anna was alive, the main cares for the house and children were on her. The main income is on it. Nicholas worked hard. Why, but the work of Mikhnyuki was never afraid. They counted on themselves. Both have golden hands. And they only chuckled when another counter asked: “Don’t you know how to protect yourself?” They were asked this question dozens of times with different intonations: curiosity, indignation, irony, anger.
without mom
On that terrible day, March 7, 2015, Nikolai was working in Moscow, at the construction site of the tunnel. A confused Vova called: “Dad, mom is completely sick.” Nikolai rushed to call Anna. She barely whispered that she was not feeling well, but even here she optimistically promised that everything would be fine. A few hours later, Vova called again and said in a broken voice that his mother was not breathing. Nikolai rushed about, figuring out how to get out of Moscow late in the evening. The last bus to Rzhev has already left. The head of the section muttered with displeasure that Mikhnyuk could finish the shift, why hurry now. Nikolai got to Volokolamsk and realized that there would be no transport towards the house until the morning. I rushed to the highway to the traffic police patrol: "Help me get to the children." They slowed down the ride.
“If I were at home, I would take her to the city, I would carry her in my arms.” The children called an ambulance, called a paramedic from the nearest paramedic station. The nurse was gone for a long time. The ambulance arrived many hours later, when it remained only to fix the death from heart failure. Anna was only forty.
Nikolai and the dog Funtik Photo: Stanislav Novgorodtsev for TD
Nikolay gave up his earnings, returned to the village, to the children. Tried to find at least some work in the area. In vain. There are no prospects. In the ten years that the Mikhnyuks have been living in their village, there has been no work in the district at all. State farm, pig farm, sawmill, production closed charcoal where Nikolay worked with his elder sons. All attempts by visiting entrepreneurs to build either a poultry farm or a barn end in failure. For three years, the Mikhnyuks have been eating from the garden, and their only income is a survivor's pension. Large landscaped area. Greenhouses, greenhouses, ridges. Paths, flower beds, gazebo. Like trees that have come down from a painting. Story. From which Nikolai dreams of leaving so as not to lose his children. The biggest headache is the school, which cannot be reached.
Take it to a boarding school
The first school bus adventures started back in 2014. At that time there were five students in the family. Smart guys on the morning of September 1 went to the bus stop. But the bus didn't come. There was no bus the next day, and a week later. Anna called the school and the head of the district, asked, demanded, cursed, begged. The answer was short: "We consider it inappropriate to make a stop near your village." Let the children live in a boarding school. The bus had to make a five-kilometer detour to pick up the children. The school was ready to lose five of its thirty students, if only not to change the route. Anna, in desperation, wrote to television, and a few days later an NTV film crew appeared in the office of the head of the district. The bus was returned.
Ksyusha braids Masha Photo: Stanislav Novgorodtseva for TD
After missing three weeks, the children returned to school. First, Vova graduated from school, then Nadia and Ksyusha. Every year, Nikolai had to fight for the school bus and the right of children to go to school and live at home, in a family. The death of their mother united them even more. In the spring of 2018, Sergey and Anton graduated from the ninth grade and entered college. There was only one schoolgirl left in the family - the youngest Masha. Back in May, Nikolai was told what to expect next academic year it makes no sense to take the bus: no one will definitely pick up one child. It is worth it to stop resisting and give the girl to a boarding school for a five-day period. Like, nothing will happen to her there and pigtails will be braided no worse than yours.
Break the vicious circle
Nikolay categorically did not want to send his daughter to a boarding school. But you can't leave your child without a school. It was then that he made that desperate call. The strength is gone. Hands dropped. He foresaw that it would be so, foresaw and feared. A year before that, he put their house up for sale, wrote letters to the governor and the head of the district and asked for help to move closer to the regional center. The house had already been recognized as emergency for a long time, and the family was in line to improve their living conditions. Nikolai was promised either an apartment or assistance with the purchase of a house. But nothing has changed. The only interested buyer suggested that they sell the entire farm for an amount that could not even buy a cow. And you can't collect the necessary amount by yourself.
Houses on the outskirts of Rzhev cost from 700 thousand for a tiny hut. There was not enough maternity capital even for this. The Mikhnyuks have no savings left, no bank will give a loan to a non-working dad with many children. It is simply impossible to find a job without getting out of the farm. You can't go far from the children and the household to earn money. The circle is closed.
Nikolai Photo: Stanislav Novgorodtsev for TD
Nikolai found the Constanta fund on the Internet and called. He says that then it was the cry of the soul. From despair that Masha will be taken to a boarding school. I didn’t even think that they would hear him and respond. But after a couple of weeks, Constanta employees came to visit them. And a month later there was a completely unexpected call: “There is a person who wants to give you a car. Do you mind?" Even having already received the keys to the ten-year-old Volkswagen Passat, Nikolai could not believe what was happening.
In the new year, Nikolai Mikhnyuk and his children will move to a new house. Children from the hostel will return home. And no one else will threaten the family to take Masha to the boarding school. The Constanta Foundation collected the missing amount so that the Mikhnyuks could move from the dying village closer to civilization.
The Constanta Foundation is the only one in the Tver region with a population of one million that provides systematic multilateral assistance to families with children who find themselves in a difficult situation. Sometimes from well-being to crisis is just one moment - a fire, illness, job loss, death of a loved one. Things can go awry if you don't lend a helping hand in time.
"Konstanta" helps legally and financially, brings food, helps to make repairs, restore the house and even recover from alcoholism, if the ward is ready to be treated, but he cannot cope. The Foundation is doing everything so that the children stay in the family, and the family stops drowning. Let's help Constanta itself to survive, to work - to extend a lifeline to those who need help. Please make a monthly donation of any amount!
Balalaika musician, businessman, actor, programmer, professor of philology, fashion model, assistant to a deputy... 79 families moved to the deep forests of the Kaluga region to run a subsistence economy, raise children and build their own...
Balalaika musician, businessman, actor, programmer, professor of philology, fashion model, assistant to a deputy… 79 families moved to the deep forests of the Kaluga region to run a subsistence economy, raise children and, according to their own laws, build their own world on an area of one hundred hectares.
Townspeople
There are no fences in the Kovcheg eco-village, there is a lot of free space, not a single house is like the neighboring one: log cabins, adobe (made of clay and straw) and panel houses ... The territory already occupies 80 hectares (one hectare for each family). Residents recall how surprised the officials who came here to check: winter, snow, snowdrifts to the waist - and across the empty field, singing, a girl rolls a stroller.
The Ark connects civilization only with electricity, carried out only two years ago. Birdhouse toilets instead of sewers, water from springs or recently dug wells, heat from stoves. Almost everyone has the Internet, but no TVs: a satellite dish allows, but why?
The city decides everything for the person, - says one of the founders of the village, Fyodor Lazutin, - they give you a warm, bright house, doctors take care of your health, schools take care of the education of your children. You become dependent on the city. By moving to an ecovillage, you return responsibility for your life, home, children, for what you will eat and how you will live. The life that civilization offers us does not suit us. We must start with the basics: land, housing, food, children.
The former townspeople decided to return to the childhood of civilization. Virtually no one had ever worked on the land before. “I am a northerner,” Fedor laughs, “it was generally strange for me that apples grow on trees.”
Settler Oleg from his youth wanted to land. Once I came to my grandfather, a peasant: I stay, they say, to live with you. “Yes, get out of here,” the grandfather was indignant. “I brought your father to the people, I did not move to the city so that you would return here.”
The average age of adult residents of the "Ark" is 35 years. Most are Muscovites, half continue to earn money in the city: programmers - on the Internet, many - leaving to work, some rent city apartments. But someone has already quit their old job, earning money by building houses, selling honey. The settlers believe that a hectare of land is enough to feed a family and even sell the excess. Garden, apiary, around - a forest with mushrooms, berries and deadwood for firewood. In the future, it will be possible to grow flax and weave clothes, establish pastures and raise cows.
100 hectares per world
Yes, you do not be afraid, my bees do not bite, the breed is like that. Here in the neighboring area - so there are some kind of bull terriers, not bees - quickly walking along the path between the hives, says Fedor Lazutin, a molecular biologist and businessman in the past, director of the non-profit partnership "Ark" and author of a book on beekeeping in the present. The bees buzz indignantly around my head, clearly about to ruin their reputation.
The Ark began with Fedor, although he denies this. Seven years ago, four families who were planning to move to the land met on the Internet (others are looking for girls there) and together they found an empty plot in the Kaluga region. There, the future settlers were allocated 120 hectares of abandoned agricultural land to create a world arranged according to its own rules.
The same laws apply on the territory of the village as in the country, plus a ban on alcohol, smoking, killing animals (although not all vegetarians in the settlement), the use of chemical fertilizers and hazardous industries.
The issue of land ownership was posed as harshly as possible: everything is owned by a non-profit partnership consisting of 79 people (one from each family). If a person decides to leave, he will not be able to sell his land, but will receive money for the house built on it. This is how the settlement protects itself from strangers and bad neighbors: if a person does not fit, he can be expelled, but this almost never happened. For example, one of the residents prevented everyone from using the road through the village, claiming that there was a “place of power” on it. Several people left on their own.
The main criterion for selecting new settlers for the inhabitants of the "Ark": do you want to see this person as a neighbor? Additional - the ratio of words and deeds (too many are ready to move only in words) and the willingness to do something for the village, nature and the world.
Ecovillage is an example of democracy. There is no single leader. We wanted personalities to come to us, they say in the Ark, and not those who need to be led. All decisions are taken by a general vote of representatives of each family. For example, in order for a newcomer to be taken to the village, it is necessary that 75% vote for him. Most of the competition does not pass, and almost all the sites are already filled.
People
God created man in his own image and likeness. It means that God created man as a creator, - says the programmer Sergey. - The position of a person who returned to earth is the position of God, who begins to create his own world.
Sergei eco-settlement (as they say here) at the same time as Fedor. Over the years, he learned to build houses, breed bees and play the harp, married Katya, a lonely eco-village, and delivered himself.
It is impossible to find a common denominator for the settlers. Everyone is too different: someone plays the balalaika and wears linen shirts, someone philosophizes, someone sits in the lotus position. Some live in tents, others have installed a jacuzzi in the house. Arguing in favor of rural life, some talk about biofields and connection with space, others talk about children who are sick in the city. Many came after reading books by Vladimir Megre about the taiga hermit Anastasia, calling for natural life, some have not read them until now.
According to the settlers, most past life make good money and make a career. “If a person runs away from something, he will not stay here,” says Fedor. - We take those who come "to" and not "from". If a person, explaining why he came to us, says “I don’t want ...”, he will not stay: we cannot give him what he does not want.”
Oleg Malakhov, an actor from the School of Dramatic Art, and his wife Lena came to the Ark six years ago and received a field with four pegs. “After all our hostels, rooms, moving, we see all this space and understand: it is ours,” says Lena.
In the dressing room of the theater, Oleg often, in order to tease his colleagues, tells how he digs a pond and plants potatoes. But he doesn’t call for a visit: “My house is too most of me to let strangers in.”
... The bright red-haired fashion model Anya was the face of a cosmetic brand, she was filmed for the Channel One screensaver. After the birth of her daughter, she was given four months to get back in shape and return to work. Instead, Anya and her husband Anatoly, a former big businessman, went to the forests and gave birth to their second daughter. “A kid in the city gets hysterical,” she explains.
... There is no door in Nina's house. Sunday morning, in the rain, ankle-deep in soaked earth, I wander around the log house of thick logs, feeling the extreme absurdity of the situation.
Here! - Nina's head appears from the hole under the house. - We haven't cut the door yet, otherwise the logs will go. That's how we live.
The music teacher, domrist Nina and her son live in the Ark all the time, her husband, balalaika player Andrey, goes to Moscow to earn money.
It’s good for me when friends are around, when my son grows up independent, when you can do what you love not for the sake of earning money, - says Nina. - City friends ask: how do you like it in the countryside? Hammock, swimming pool, flower beds? No, I say, gardens, construction and a bath once every ten days. But here I can sit for hours in the kitchen, chatting, looking out the window. And it seems that everything necessary and important is happening to me. And in the city, even if I run errands, it always seems that time passes in vain.
Sects please do not worry
Three years ago there was an empty field here, and in common house(in the center of the village) people lived with burning eyes, in euphoria from what they want to do, - recalls eco-settler Sasha. - Now the emotions have subsided, people really look at things.
Over the past 20 years, several thousand settlements have been removed from the register in the Kaluga Region. Only one new one appeared, under the Kitezh orphanage. If you're lucky, the "Ark" will be the second.
All seven years, Fedor has been collecting documents so that the "Ark" is officially recognized as a village. The other day they were handed over to the Legislative Assembly of the Kaluga Region.
Officials are normal people and secretly hope that everything will work out for us, - says Fedor. Nevertheless, the status of the settlement is not yet clear, like many of the dozens of eco-villages throughout Russia, from the Moscow region to Krasnoyarsk Territory they are afraid of ecovillages. Oleg Malakhov recalls how he talked with a new actress in his theater:
We sit in the dressing room, and I chat: the house, the construction site, the beds. She begins to ask what kind of settlement, who lives, how they got there. And in her eyes there is an expression of pity, pity.
V Lately gurus frequented the Ark. Scientologists, Hare Krishnas, Hindus, Radnovers, followers of Norbekov, Sinelnikov, Sviyash ... “Well, we listen to them: our people are all polite, they won’t drive them away,” the settlers say and explain: what unites us does not lie in the sphere of religion or spiritual practices. “We don't ask the new settlers what they believe,” says Fedor, “we just offer them a life on principles different from the generally accepted ones.”
WITH local residents Relationships were not easy at first. “Sect,” they unanimously decided, seeing how people in urban clothes were coming to the “Ark”. The settlers created their own choir. With folk songs they traveled to the surrounding villages. Somehow I had to perform in a military unit. The entrance was guarded by a soldier. He looked at the women in folk clothes, approached, whispered fearfully:
Are you Baptists? We have been warned.
And who are the Baptists? - asked Oleg.
I don’t know, - the soldier honestly confessed, - but they told us - they were not good.
Children
For seven years, 12 children have already been born in the settlement (there are more than forty in total). Most are at home, without doctors. They also study in the settlement: lessons are held in the Common House all year round. Anya, originally from the Volga Germans, teaches German to children, Nina conducts music, Oleg - acting. School and universities prepare people for life in the city, they say here.
... Somehow workers arrived at the Ark, they brought building materials. Stopped by the road, smoking, waiting for the owners. And all of a sudden, children start coming up from all sides. With apprehension they approach, silently get up, look. Workers also look around, nervous.
Check this out. Smoking uncles, one of the children finally exhales.
Some parents force their children to take exams in ordinary schools, as an external student. Others don't. “Children who study at home easily adapt to school,” says Nina. “For them, this is a game: sit in one place, sit down and get up on command ... They play it, and ordinary schoolchildren do not know what could be different.”
The settlers call their homes family homesteads. Whether the family will survive for at least two generations remains to be seen.
Common Home
Saturday evening in the Common House - a concert of Indian music: an old settler with an Orthodox beard and an Indian cap arrives in a Pobeda car, sits on a table, plays the sarod. About twenty listeners sedately doze on the floor. On the terrace - a list of concerts and seminars scheduled for the whole week. “People often ask me in the theater: what are you doing there in your village? - Oleg laughs. - Well, I explain: concerts, a choir, English and German courses, I myself lead a plastic group, a children's theater ... They don’t understand!
The common house was built first, when the settlement itself did not yet exist. They built not only to live on their own, but so that everyone could prove themselves and it became clear who would remain. “Own” was immediately visible: those who really wanted to eco-settlement “happily grabbed hammers.”
Ecovillage seems like a utopia. A world created by its own rules and only for its own. The “we”, which is more familiar to dystopias, sounds quite serious here: “If in the morning we gathered together to build a house, in the evening we can already cover the roof.”
“Leaving everything and leaving for an ordinary village is not for me,” says Nina. “And here I saw the people I was going to, and I knew that I was moving to my own.”
It has been empirically proven that the most clickable time for Instagram is around 20:00. Photo, filter, tags - and you can publish. Inhabitants big city, having come from work, they will plunge into the "like" of someone else's colorful life. Around the same time, in the ecovillage, which is located 130 kilometers from Minsk, people are gradually getting ready for bed after working on the ground or in the workshop, before having dinner with food from the garden. O in social networks they heard, of course, but did not make them a reflection of the ego. Life values are a purely individual thing. We tried to connect two worlds that are unlikely to ever make friends: we took the metropolitan insta-blogger girl to the wilderness, gave a shovel into our hands, made us bake bread and play with the kids. What came of it?
First, some information to understand what is happening.
Ringing Brooks is an eco-village of eight houses in the Grodno region. Keywords- natural economy, healthy lifestyle life, unity with nature. Nikita and Natalya Tsekhanovichi are spouses and parents of two children named Dobrynya and Radosvet.
There are many who want to go to the wilderness. There are about 20 settlements with several houses in Belarus, more than 100 single ones. Finding like-minded people is easy: you need to register on a special website and throw a cry.
Masha is a model, has 35 thousand subscribers and 3 thousand "likes" under each photo on Instagram. She bats her eyelashes, cutely tucks her blonde hair behind her ear, clicks her manicured fingers on the screen of her smartphone and thinks:
- There are bloggers who post pictures every day, make them the same color. I do not understand this. I can post a photo once a week. I don't care how many followers I have. Once there were few of them - about 10 thousand. Then it became more and more.
I didn't even know that we have such settlements. I know that once the first Russian millionaire gave up everything and went to live in a village, built a house there. Are they the same people?
From the road to the house of the Tsekhanoviches - a five-minute journey through the hills and groves. Nikita has been living here for almost ten years, and eventually found a like-minded wife. Nikita once bought a small one-story house for $300. Repaired, equipped, furnished - all with his own hands.
- I was born in Baranovichi, and I like places here: hills, ravines, rivers. My being immediately said: I want to live here. Then I was still alone.
The story of the acquaintance of lovers is romantic. It happened in India. “We rode a scooter, Natalya hugged me from behind, and I realized that everything ...” Nikita recalls. Natalya herself is from St. Petersburg, before arriving in the settlement, she “toiled in the office”.
Nikita takes off his shoes and spends the rest of the day walking barefoot on sand, mud, and thorny vegetation.
- Aren't you afraid to hurt your leg or pick up a tick? we ask, looking gratefully at our New Balances.
- What to be afraid of? Ticks? They are needed in order to vaccinate people against all sorts of filth. Everything in nature is wise.
Previously, the settler worked in the production of furniture, now he makes furniture for himself. The main profession is a baker.
- We call our style "affectionate brutal",- the head of the family irons a brown-white chest of drawers. - I used to breathe formaldehydes, resins and dreamed that in the settlement I would make furniture from natural ingredients.
The plans of the owner - a superstructure of the second floor. In the meantime, all four inhabitants of the house huddle in one room.
Radushka and Dobrynya fill the room with the sound of voices, laughter, the sound of toys and musical instruments. Guests act magically on them. Masha immediately liked Dobrynya - the child does not waste time in vain and takes care of the young lady in every way and spends all the time only with her.
- I like to play with children, but I don’t want my own yet,- Masha easily copes with the role of a mother, entertains the kids and asks the question: - Will they go to school? Are there any schools around here?
- In Korelichi there is both a Belarusian-language school and a regular one. V Kindergarten they don’t go to school, but let’s see how the children themselves want, says Nikita. - Dobrynya already knows how to read and write. It is believed that children who did not go to kindergarten are unsociable. But more sociable than our children can not be found.
- They are small, they don’t know yet whether they want to go to school ...- the girl is perplexed.
- Why? We think we are teaching them, but in reality they are teaching us. They are pure, angels. Heads are not slagged and not fooled. Sometimes they say things that make you listen.
- I want to study at home!- blond Dobrynya puts everyone in their place.
Masha is discouraged by another frank information: both children were born in the settlement, without the help of doctors.
- We were told that giving birth at home is irresponsible, Nikita explains. - How so? Irresponsible is to give the child and wife into the hands of an aunt, whom the guy may have abandoned and she is in a bad mood. We prepared for childbirth for a year, read books, watched videos, talked with knowledgeable people. That's the responsibility.
When the time came, we lit candles and put on some music. This sacrament is the birth of a person. Unforeseen events? Where there is love, there is no place for fear. If something went wrong, in the car - and the hospital, of course.
- And how did your parents react to the fact that you settled here?- Masha changes the subject.
- At first with caution. They thought it was stupid. My life is just like this: I didn’t graduate from several institutes, I didn’t see myself in society. They are used to the fact that I am all in search. Then they looked at how and with what we live, got acquainted with the neighbors and realized that it was not outcasts and outcasts who gathered here, but people who were successful in society. Among the neighbors there are well-known sportsmen and musicians in Belarus. They just got bored in the city, and they found something more interesting for themselves.
- Wow…
“Bread is generally something magical. I hope you feel it today"
According to Natalia, preparing bread is a woman's sacred duty. Our ancestors also gave this product a magical meaning. The youth do not understand. Went to hyper - bought.
- No, of course, I don't cook at all,- Masha watches as Natalya starts kneading the dough. - At home I only eat salads. In general, I like to eat out.
- I cook for the family,- says Natalia. - This is food that has passed through my kind hands with thoughts of love. And bread is something magical. I hope, Masha, you will feel it today.
- Society imposes the idea that cooking for a woman is hard labor,- Supports his wife Nikita. - On the posters there are inscriptions: "Hurrah, no need to cook, the whole family is going to McDonald's!" All this is done in order to cut the cabbage.
So remember. It is necessary to knead the dough for bread in silence. Focus your mind on the process. Settlement bread is made with rye sourdough - flour and water are added there. For usefulness - more honey, cereals, herbs, seasonings, nuts, raisins and anything else.
- It is interesting,- says Masha and crumples the sticky mass. - But for a very long time ... It feels like I've been mashing for half a year already.
- Just feel the process Natalia helps. - You can even close your eyes.
The kitchen idyll leads to the truth that Nikita formulates:
- A woman is created for joy, love. Financial support is a man's business. The main thing that a man should do is to create happy conditions for his wife and children.
The bread is ready. Masha draws the sun on it - that's how it should be. The round is sent to the oven.
“We don't eat meat. The state after eating meat is comparable to mild drug intoxication.
An obligatory ritual before eating is to stand in a circle and read a cheerful rhyme of gratitude for food: ““Jakuy” to the sky and “jakuy” to the earth for everything that we have on the table. And may all people on earth have food on the table.” Masha is embarrassed.
- Looks wild- the girl admits later.
Nikita and Natalya do not eat meat in a fashionable way. At all. On the table there is always vegetable and proper food, such as potatoes, mushrooms, grass vegetables. Tea - with linden, thyme, raspberries and a whole list of useful plants. Protein is replaced by other components.
- We strive to provide ourselves with our products as much as possible. Your garden, orchard. We study wild plants. Slut is considered a weed, but is actually tastier and healthier in spring there is nothing.
- We don't eat meat, and the children have never eaten meat. They say it's impossible. Are our children not active enough? The state after eating meat is comparable to light drug intoxication. The meat is digested for almost a day and a half. In this state, children cannot be active in principle. We like to be healthy, and we are glad that our children are healthy.
I can't live without meat- Masha has her own position. - Although I have girlfriends and friends who are vegetarians. In general, I was lucky by nature: I have a good metabolism - I eat whatever I want, and I don’t get fat.
At the table, the topic of addiction to social networks is raised.
- I have a positive attitude towards social networks if they bring joy to a person,- Nikita points to the laptop and other gadgets in the house. - If people enter them because of hopelessness, because of the lack of living friends, and a person does not want to realize himself in life in a different way, then it’s sad ... I also have a page. There are 4,000 friends on VKontakte, and the same number in the furnace group. We are talking. Social media is just a tool that needs to be used properly. Like an ax: if you chop wood with it, you can do a lot of good.
- And I have no time, Natalia enters. - I washed the dishes, tidied up, took a walk in the garden, planted in the garden, talked with my relatives ... Once every few months I just go in to congratulate someone on their birthday.
“In any incomprehensible situation, go to the forest. But now, if a person feels bad, he either gets drunk or something else.
It seems that everything possible in our latitudes grows on a 2-hectare plot of settlers - from parsley and carrots to nuts, mulberries, dogwood. Planted so that everything alternately bloomed and delighted almost all year round.
- I had a dream: children wake up and run barefoot into the garden to eat berries and fruits. I want to always have abundance in the garden. There are also exotic plants: magnolia, ginkgo biloba.
For children here, of course, expanse - they run, ride cars, laugh.
Masha also enjoys freedom. Managed to walk the dogs...
... run along the paths, stand in dandelions ...
…to wash your hands from the photogenic pitcher…
…to play with the children…
... to "take a selfie" with the kids...
...just "take a selfie"...
... plant a watermelon. They are, of course, small, but their own. The green sprout will turn into a green berry by the end of summer.
- I liked planting more than bread. Op - and the watermelon is already in the ground, Masha concludes.
And the girl needs to plant a tree.
- In any incomprehensible situation, go to the forest, says Nikita. - But now, if a person feels bad, he either gets drunk, or something else, that is, aggravates himself. But in fact, to get out of a bad state, you need, on the contrary, to put yourself in order.
They say every man should plant a tree. I decided not to waste time on trifles and planted several thousand trees. Masha's tree will grow here for several hundred years. A person in a good way associates himself with this place. This is Amur velvet, a beautiful tree, corks are made from it.
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