Juha being a poor man, once rented a humble small house. He slept with his family on the floor as there was no furniture or blankets. One day he was walking with his son in a funaral procession. The wife of the dead man was screaming:
- Where are you taking my husband?, You are taking him to an empty cold place.
Juha's son turned to his father and asked:
- dad ,i think they are taking this man to our house.
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