Once upon a time, there were two brothers who lived on adjacent farms, and one day they had a serious disagreement about work. It was the first serious disagreement in over four decades between two farms, which seamlessly shared everything from machinery to labor to property.

Thus, that long-term cooperation was also broken. The disagreement, which started with a small misunderstanding at first, gradually turned into a big chasm, and the harmony that lasted for years finally gave way to weeks of silence and resentment after the mutual unpleasant and hurtful words.

One morning, Nuri's door was stolen from one of the brothers. When he opened the door, he saw a man standing in front of him with a carpenter's bag.

“I am looking for a job for a few days,” said the man. “Perhaps you have some small business to give me. May I help you?”

“Yes,” said big brother Nuri, “I have a job just for you. Check out that farm across the creek. It's my neighbor over there, or rather my brother who lives there. There was a pasture between us last week, but he built a creek bed with his bulldozer and now a stream flows between us. Like my name, I know that; He did it to hurt me out of a grudge, but now I'm going to do better than that. See those logs lying by the barn? I want you to build me a ten-foot fence so I don't have to see it again. Whatever you do, get this job done, I'll give you as much money as you want"

Carpenter:

“I think I understand the situation. You show me where the nails and the hole opener are so that I can do a job you like.”

That day your big brother had to go to town for shopping. So after helping the carpenter prepare the materials, he left his farm to return in the evening. All day long the carpenter worked hard and diligently, measuring, cutting, nailing. Hours later, near sunset, when the farmer returned, the carpenter had barely finished his work.

The older brother turned and saw the carpenter's work, his eyes wide open and his mouth fell open. There was no fence, but there was a bridge stretching from one side of the stream to the other. Also, it is a very professionally built bridge with its balustrades and other details… And there was his neighbor, his younger brother, who was advancing towards the bridge with his arms wide open.

“Despite all the injustices I have done to you and all the bad words I have said, you still have shown once again what a good person you are by building this bridge,” said his brother. The two brothers first stood at the opposite ends of the bridge, then walked quickly and embraced in the middle of the bridge with longing, regret and embarrassment. When they returned joyfully, they saw the carpenter carrying his toolbox, reassembling them.

"Stop, please wait! Don't go away now, please stay a few more days," said the big brother, "I have a lot of other projects that I want you to do!"

"Believe me, I would like to stay on this beautiful farm," said the carpenter, "but I still have a lot of bridges to build."

“May you never lack the power to build bridges. After building bridges, take care of them frequently so that they do not collapse, that is, make time for your loved ones, visit their hearts often through that bridge.