There was a time, the pig who lived with her three children in a large, comfortable, old-fashioned farmyard. Big small pig is called Browny, the second Whitney, as well as the youngest and most beautiful Blacky. Now Browny was a very dirty pig, and I'm sorry to say, most of his time is spent rolling around in the mud wallow. He had never been so happy because in the wet day, when the farm he had mud soft, thick, plate. Then he would steal his mother's side, and find muddiest place in the yard, will be rolling in it and fully enjoy themselves.
His mother and he often found that the failure, and will sadly shook his head and said: "ah, Browny! One day you will regret it, do not you listen to your old mother."
However, no advice or warning text can cure Browny of his bad habits.
White is a very smart pig, but she was greedy. She is always thinking about her food, and looking forward to her dinner. Be considered when the country girl carrying buckets across the yard, she would stand up, and her hind legs, dancing and jumping excited. As long as the food into the trough, she squeezes Blacky and Browny out of the way in her desire to get the best and largest place for herself. Her mother often scolded her for her selfishness, and told her that one day she would be so greedy and predatory.
Blacky was a good, cute little pig, neither dirty nor greedy. He has good attention to method (a pig), his skin is always the same shiny black satin. He is very smart than to Browny and Whitey, and his mother's heart to be proud of, when she heard the farmer's friend told each other that one day little black guy will be a prize pig.
Now the time came when the mother pig was old and feeble, near the end of her. One day, she called the three little pigs round her and said: "My child, I feel I am growing old, weak, and that I will not live long. Before I die I want to build a house for each you, because my dear pen, we have lived so happily will get a new family of pigs, you will have to shut down. Now, Browny, what kind of house you want to eat? "
"A house of mud," replied Browny, looking long in the wet puddle in the corner of the yard.
"And you, White?" Pig mother said, in rather a sad voice, because she was disappointed that Browny had made such a stupid choice.
"A house of cabbage, replied:" Whitney, and the mouth full, she almost raised nose low, she is raising money to some potato peeler.
"Silly, silly boy!" Pig mother said, it is extremely sad. "And you, Blacky?" About her little son. "What kind of house do you want me?"
"The house is brick, please mother, as it will be a warm winter and cool in summer, safe year round."
"This is a wise pig," replied his mother, looked at him affectionately. "I see three houses were ready again. This is the last word of advice. You have heard me speak of our old enemy the fox. When he heard I was dead, he would try to catch you, you go to fulfill his the study. He was very cunning, no doubt disguised himself, pretending to be friends, but you must promise me not to let him into your house under any pretext whatever. "
The pigs readily promised, because they always had a great fear of the fox, which they have heard many horror stories.
Laozhu died shortly after, pigs live in their own homes.
Browny very pleased with his soft walls and clay layers, and soon seemed just a big mud pie. However, this is what Browny enjoyed, and he was happy as possible, rolling all day to make itself in such a mess.
One day, he lay in mud half asleep, he heard a soft knock at his door, a soft voice said: "I can come in, Master Browny? I want to see your beautiful new house. "
"Who are you?" Said Browny, starting in fright, because although the voice sounded gentle, he was convinced that this is a pretend voice, and he worried that this is the fox.
"I have a friend come to visit you," he answered the voice.
"No, no," replied Browny, "I do not believe you are a friend. You are the wicked fox, against whom our mother warned us. I will not let you in"
"Oh! Is that the way you answer me?" Fox said, speaking very roughly in his natural voice. "We will soon see who is the master," and with his paw, he set to work, scraping a hole in the soft walls. A moment later, he jumped it, and catch up with Browny's neck, he threw over his shoulder, and he throws with his lair.
The next day, White was chewing a few leaves of cabbage out of the corner of her house, the fox stole up to her door, determined to take her to her brother in his study. He began to pretend that she in the same gentle voice, he spoke to, Browny. But frightend she was, he said: "I am a friend to see you, you have some good cabbage for my dinner."
"Please do not touch it," Whitney cried in great distress. "Cabbage is the wall of my house, if you eat them, you will make a hole, the wind and rain will come and give me a cold. Do not go away. I believe that you are not friends, but our wicked enemy the fox."
White started to complain about the poor and the cry, and hope that she never had such a greedy pig, and have chosen a more solid material than cabbages for her house. But it was too late, and in a minute or two, the fox ate the cabbage wall of his way and has caused a trembling, trembling White, took her to his study.
The next day, the fox began to close Blacky's house, because he has made up his mind, he will get three little pigs together in his study, and then kill them, and invite all his friends to dinner. But when he reached the brick house, he found the door was fixed, and prohibited, so cunning in his way, he began, "you let me in, dear Blacky. I brought you a present, some eggs, I picked up the way the farmyard. "
"No, no, Mr. Fox," replied Blacky. "I'm not opening my door work for you. I know your cunning ways. You took poor Browny and Whitey, but you will not get me."
At this time, the fox was very angry, and he rushed with all his strength against the wall, and tried to knock down. However, it is too strong, burly. Although the fox in the scraping, tearing up the bricks with his paws, he only hurt himself, and eventually he had to give up, and limped away with his front paws all the bleeding and pain.
"Never mind!" He cried angrily, he went away. "I'll catch you another day, if I do not see, I do not wear pink when your bones I have you in my study!" He growled fiercely, showing his teeth.
Blacky the next day into the neighboring cities had to do some promotion, and buy a large bottle. When he was walking home with it slung over his shoulder, he heard a voice of the steps, he quietly spread. For a moment his heart stood still with fear, and then a happy thought came to him. He had just reached the summit of a hill, you can see his own little house nestling at its foot in the trees. In a moment he had snatched the kettle lid, and jumped in their own. Coiling himself round, he was lying quite comfortable in the bottom of the kettle, and with his forelegs, he successfully put the lid on and let him completely hidden. A small ball from the inside out, he started the kettle off, roll down the hill will be full. When the fox came, all he saw was a large black kettle on the ground, rotating at a great pace. Very disappointed that he was about to turn away when he saw the pot to stop near the small brick house, a moment later, Blacky jumped out to escape, and with a water bottle into the living, when he canceled, and bolted the door, and to lie on the window shutter .
"Oh!" He cried himself. "Do you think you can escape me, do you? We will soon see, my friend." And very quiet, he secretly wandering around the house looking for some way up the roof.
In the meantime Blacky kettle filled with water, and has put it on the fire, quietly sit waiting for it to boil. As the kettle began to sing, the steam out of the spout, he heard a voice like a soft, low, step, tap, tap, tapping his head, the next moment the fox's head and forepaws to see down the chimney. But Blacky very wisely had not put the lid on the kettle, and with cries of pain, the fox fell into the boiling water, before he could escape, Blacky suddenly appeared on the cover, the fox was scalded to death.
When he was convinced that the evil of their enemies really dead, they can do no further harm, Blacky started off to rescue Browny and White. As he approached the study, he heard the poor grunts and screams from his poor brother and sister who lived in constant terror of the Holocaust and the fox to eat. But when they saw Blacky study appears in the doorway, their joy knew no bounds. He soon found a sharp stone and cut off the wires, so that they were tied to a stake on the ground, and then all three started off with Blacky's house, where they lived happily ever after. The Browny quite gave up rolling in the mud, White no longer is greedy, because they never forget how close these failures lead to a premature end to them.
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