@Alma 4 December 2022

In a wood, a sly fox was bragging to his brother fox. "It's so easy to steal a chicken!" said the sly Fox. "I'm going to get myself a fat pig." "If you can do it, I'll eat my hat," said the fox brother. "There isn't a fox in all this wood that can bring back a pig!" https://noise.app/invite/lbhqr0pr "I can!" said the sly Fox. "Only I can trick a man into putting a fat pig in my bag. Humph! Look at me." So saying, the cunning fox picked up his bag and ran towards the woods. The cunning fox ran and ran until it was getting dark, and then he stopped. He picked up a small piece of wood from the ground, put it in his bag, and knocked on the door of a nearby farmhouse. When the hostess opened the door, the sly fox bent down immediately, pretending to be weak, and said in a feeble voice, "I'm lost here, the night is too cold, and I'm so old, please let me Stay here!" The mistress took pity on him, and said to him, "Well! I will let you stay, but don't play tricks." "Oh, no!" said the sly fox, "I can't bear it any longer. I can't think of anything but nestling in front of your fire. I'm just worried about my bag, and I don't want anyone to go into it." Look. But I'm too tired to nurse it." "Don't worry!" said the hostess. "Leave it to me. I won't look in your bag." "I knew you wouldn't!" grinned the sly fox, and handed her the bag, and he pretended to be asleep. But before going to bed, the hostess couldn't help taking a quick peek into the bag, even though she said she wouldn't do that, and then she blew out the lamp, covered herself with the quilt and fell asleep, just a bit Wood, she said to herself. It was not long before the cunning Fox heard her purring, and on tiptoe, quietly, quietly, he went over and took out the piece of wood and threw it into the fire. Then he went to bed, and did go to sleep. The next morning, the cunning fox held up his empty bag and said, "Alas! where's my loaf?" "What's the matter, you didn't?" The hostess stopped talking just as she was about to say, and then she remembered that she shouldn't know what was in the bag. "Oh, I really don't know what's going on," said the hostess, ashamed to tell the truth, well, it must have been done by rats, and I'll give you my bread. She opened the bread box and put a piece of bread into the fox's bag. "Well, thank you very much!" said the sly fox. He ran off into the woods with the bag and he sang this wild song as he ran, I'm so smart, I'm so witty, I'm so good at deception, yes, that's me, fox, stupid human, la la la la la la! The cunning fox wandered about in the woods all day, until it was dark again, and then he knocked on the door of another farmhouse nearby, and he entered the farmhouse in the same way, and the mistress couldn't resist looking at the bag. The sly fox heard the mistress's purring, took out his piece of bread, and ate it all hungrily. Then he went to bed, and did go to sleep. The next morning, the sly fox, held up his empty bag and said, "Oh! what happened to my chicken?" In this way, he got a chicken. Then he entered the door of another farmhouse in the same way, and everything was as it had happened before. The next morning, the cunning fox held up his empty bag and said, "What's the matter with my pig?" "But you didn't?" The hostess stopped talking as soon as she was about to say, she remembered that she shouldn't know what was in the bag. "Well, I really don't know what's going on?" said the hostess, who was ashamed to tell the truth, well, he must have slipped out of the door, and I'll give you my pig! She took the sly fox's bag and walked towards the pigsty. After she left, the sly fox got up dancing, he laughed! Laughing, singing his presumptuous song, I'm so smart, witty, and deceptive, yes, I'm a fox. But the cunning fox did not expect one important thing, and that was that this particular mistress was a teacher, and the cunning fox did not know that teachers were not so gullible as ordinary people. The mistress had long been suspicious, and walking round the side of the house, she saw through the window the fox dancing and laughing, and singing his impudent song. "The scoundrel!" she said to herself, "I'll deal with him." Instead of going to the pigsty she went to the kennel, and instead of putting the pig in the sack of the sly fox he put her bulldog in it, and he came back with the bag. The sly fox, with the bag on his shoulder, ran away. Brother Fox saw the bag, which was so bulging that it looked like a big fat pig was stuffed into it. Sadly he took off his hat, and keeping his word, began to chew and chew, and chew and chew, until he had eaten all of it. Then the sly fox untied the bag, and what they never expected was that a bulldog jumped out. The bulldog chased them and drove them into the woods. In this way, every fox in the woods has learned a lesson, because of this incident, people respect humans more; because of this incident, people will never hear foxes singing presumptuous songs; because of this incident, people Never see a fox in a hat again.