Daughter-in-law (v.1)La Bru (v.1)They say there was a mother-in-law.She cooked a meal of rice.Her son was down in the valley."Take it down without peeking," she said [to her daughter-in-law] -- she had killed a chicken.She had fixed everything and sent it directly down to the valley bottom.Every day the daughter-in-law went down.Every day she went and took it directly to her husband, down below.She delivered it and gave it to him directly.He ate.He didn't say "Eat!" and offer any to his wifeHe didn't give her any.Every day, like that, she always went and gave it to him directly.Finally, after giving it to him every day, constantly, she got sick of it, the daughter-in-law.The daughter-in-law felt like that."Oh, how long! I won't stay on forever like this.Now I won't stay on," she said and she went off into the forest, carrying her basket Her husband ate.He ate greedily."What will become of me?I'll turn into a hoopoe!" she said, and she slashed up her basket and made wings.Then she flew off, after slashing her basket and sticking it in [i.e. sticking the pieces into her body] and flapping like this three times, she flew off.She came to a tree near her man -- her husband.She came to the tree.He looked up. "Haku-paku [name of the hoopoe, after its cry] for me there is a meal of broken grain and oilcake-soup, but for my husband there's chicken and rice!" she cried."Are you -- are you my wife? If you're my wife, come down, come down!" and he went up to the great tree.Then the mother-in-law saw her, too."Are you my daughter-in-law? Come down! Come down!" she said, and she laid down a mat, but the other went further and further up.She cried, "haku-paku, haku-paku," and became a hoopoe.That's all there is to that story.