Well for milking

Hannyaji

Have you ever thought of your old life?
Farming and housework were labor-consuming and labor-consuming, as electricity and gas are not widespread as it is now.
And it was very difficult to see the mother's milk not coming out because there was no powder or milk.
It's a story of such an era.
In Shimonagaya, there was a bride who was in trouble because milk did not come out.
The food is poor and there is no rest among farmers who want as many workers as possible.
Shaking the milk that did not come out, and seeing my child crying so much, I was at a loss to see if milk could not come out.
There was an old woman in the village who noticed such a bride.
The old woman was one of the people who had a hard time because she had no milk. The heart of the mother who wants to grow with her own milk, the pain of being blamed for not being satisfied with raising children as a bride. It overlapped with my memories, and the old woman understood the feelings of her bride well.
The old woman whispered to her bride.
"Go to Hannyaji. I cook the porridge and eat it with the water of the well there. I'm going to have plenty of milk soon. I'll do it."
The bride did exactly what he said.
Then, strangely, the milk grew round.

Hannyaji

"Ogya, Ogya,"
"Okay, I'll give you milk now,"
"Ukkun, Ukkun,"
"Oh, how good you? You drink plenty."
The bride was so grateful that she drank her own milk and slept satisfactoryly.
The bride, who raised her child finely, gently taught when she saw a mother in trouble because she couldn't get milk.
"Go to Hannyaji,"
In this way, the well at Hannyaji Temple in Shimonagaya spread to the mouth as a “milking well” and came to get water from afar.
It's a pity that I don't have anything to do now.

It is a story recorded in "Old Story of Hometown Konan 50 Episode".
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