A simple village. Simple, simple man Kolka. Simple life. And that’s why it’s so good, because everything is simple. Well, not all, of course. Here Maria Petrovna, at eighty, got along with a thirty-year-old. And ten-year-old Vovka dreams of killing his dad. But this is how it happens. And Kolka, on a bright sunny July morning, collected what grew in the garden and went to the market. Meet, talk, find out news. Well, sell some... There was a long, good and happy day ahead.