I met my neighbor’s daughter

One morning when I was going out of the house I met my neighbor’s daughter who was prgnant.

When I returned home I saw her father closing the door.

I told him: “Your daughter hasn’t married yet I wonder how it is possible a girl without any husband be prgnant?

For a moment her father with a bitter smile said:

“She isn’t prgnant; it is all wind in her belly. She farts and would recovery.”

Next year perchance I saw the same girl with a baby in her arms.

Next day when I was going out facing her father so I told him:

“I saw your daughter with her fart in her arms.”