Jacob got to his feet and set out for the land of the easterners.
He saw a well in the field in front of him, near which three flocks of sheep were lying down. That well was their source for water because the flocks drank from that well. A huge stone covered the well's opening.
When all of the flocks were gathered there, the shepherds would roll the stone from the well's opening, water the sheep, and return the stone to its place at the well's opening.
Jacob said to them, "Where are you from, my brothers?" They said, "We're from Haran."
Then he said to them, "Do you know Laban, Nahor's grandson?" They said, "We know him."
He said to them, "Is he well?" They said, "He's fine. In fact, this is his daughter Rachel now, coming with the flock."
He said to them, "It's now only the middle of the day. It's not time yet to gather the animals. Water the flock, and then go, put them out to pasture."
They said to him, "We can't until all the herds are gathered, and then wea roll the stone away from the well's opening and water the flock."
While he was still talking to them, Rachel came with her father's flock since she was its shepherd.
When Jacob saw Rachel the daughter of Laban his uncle, and the flock of Laban, Jacob came up, rolled the stone from the well's opening, and watered the flock of his uncle Laban.
Jacob kissed Rachel and wept aloud.
Jacob told Rachel that he was related to her father and that he was Rebekah's son. She then ran to tell her father.
When Laban heard about Jacob his sister's son, he ran to meet him. Laban embraced him, kissed him, and invited him into his house, where Jacob recounted to Laban everything that had happened.