Writing
Journalist Murad Yakubov wrote a feuilleton about the bribe-taker and slanderer Nureyev, using materials from the party commission. But later, after studying other materials, the hero came to the conclusion that he had slandered a man who was trying to expose the mafia led by the regional committee secretary Nazirov.
Seventh-grader Ilham comes on vacation to a mountain village to visit relatives. Seriously, but on the most fundamental issues of life, the boy does not find a common language with the staid, extremely self-respecting Uncle Azim. He meets the sorcerer Hamrakula-buva, who sacredly protects an old tree from death, on which, back in the thirties (the childhood years of his son, who did not return from the war), the children organized the headquarters of the Timur team. Ilham understands the old man well, helps him take care of the tree, bring out a new variety of blue rose, which his son dreamed of growing, and does not consider him a sorcerer at all.…
Timur is trying to prove to the relatives of his girlfriend and himself that he is worthy of their family. But Ulfat is married to another, after which the young go abroad. Timur graduated from the Institute and became the Director of a large car service…
How Murad, who was jealous of his neighbor-potter, was punished.
“We are all from the same trust,” the old peasant replies to the driller’s foreman when he, justifying himself for the wounds inflicted on the ground, refers to the neighboring trust. “And we have no other.”
