Once upon a time there was a little fox and she built herself a hut. It's getting cold. The little fox froze and ran to the village to get some fire to heat it.
He comes running to one old woman and says:
- Hello, grandma! Happy holiday! Give me a light, I will serve you.
- Okay, little fox-sister. Sit down and warm up a little while I take the pies out of the oven.
And grandma baked poppy seed pies. She took them out and put them on the table to catch a cold.
And the little fox looked at the pie and got out of the hut.
She ate a poppy seed out of the middle, stuffed garbage into it, covered it up - and well, run.
He runs and runs, and the boys drive the cattle to water.
- Great, guys!
- Hello, little fox-sister!
- Trade me a third bull for a poppy seed pie!
- OK! - They say.
- Just make sure you don’t eat right away, but when I run out of the village.
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A fox with a bull in the forest. And the boys for the pie, and there is garbage.
The fox ran to her hut, cut down a tree, made a sled, harnessed a bullock and rode off. And then the wolf runs.
- Hello, little fox-sister!
- Hello, little brother wolf!
- Where did you get the third bull and the sled?
- I did.
- So give me a lift, little fox-sister!
- How can I take you? You'll break my sled.
- No, I’ll only put up one leg.
- Well, put it on.
We drove off a little, and the wolf said:
- Let me put up the other leg, little fox-sister.
- Eh, brother wolf, you’re going to break my sled.
- No, I won’t break it.
- Well, put it on!
The wolf did.
We drove and drove, suddenly: shake!
“Oh, little brother wolf, you’re breaking my sled.”
- No, little fox-sister, I cracked the nut.
- Well, look! They're going.
“I’ll put up a third leg, little fox-sister,” says the wolf.
- Where will you put it? If you break my sled, what will I use to bring the firewood?
“No,” he says, “I won’t break it.”
- Well, put it on!
The wolf also put up a third leg. Suddenly something: shake!
- Oh, trouble! - says the fox. - Go away, little wolf. You completely broke my sled!
- No, I cracked the nut.
- Give it to me too.
- No, it was the last one.
They go, they go. And the little wolf says:
- I’ll sit down completely, little fox.
- Where are you going to sit, brother wolf? And you'll break the sled.
- I'm light.
- Well, look!
As soon as the wolf sat down, the sled fell apart... Fox, let's scold the wolf. She scolded and scolded, and she said:
- Go, so-and-so, into the forest, chop some wood, cut down a tree on a sled and drag it.
- How can I cut down if I don’t know what tree?
- Oh, so and so! He knew how to break a sled, but you don’t know how to chop wood,” she scolded, scolded, and she said: “When you enter the forest, say: “Chop, tree, crooked and straight!”
The wolf comes into the forest and says:
- Cut, tree, crooked and crooked, cut, tree, crooked and crooked!
I chopped a lot. They are crooked and gnarled, and you can’t fit them on a club, let alone on runners. Brought it to the fox. She looked and let’s scold him again:
“You, so-and-so, apparently didn’t pronounce the sentences as I told you.”
- No, little fox-sister, I stood there and kept saying:
“Chop, tree, crooked and crooked!”
- Oh, son of demons, klutz! Well, sit here, I’ll go chop it myself.
Let's go. And the wolf sits alone, and he really wants to eat. He searched the entire fox's house - there was nothing. I thought and thought and thought: “I’ll eat the bull and run away.”
He ate a hole in the bull's mouth, ate what was in the middle, and let the sparrows in there, and plugged the hole with straw, and let himself draw.
The fox comes, made a sleigh, and sat down:
- Hey, third bull!
But the bull is unlucky. She caned him. As soon as I hit it, a clump of straw fell out, and the sparrows snorted.
- Oh, you so-and-so, wolf! Wait! You will remember me!
And she ran. She lay down on the road and lies there. There is a convoy of Chumaks with fish; she pretended to be dead. The Chumaks look - a fox.
- Let’s take it, brothers, and sell it, at least we’ll have something to warm ourselves up with.
They threw her onto the last cart and drove off. They go and go.
And the little fox-sister sees that the Chumaks don’t look back at her, but throw everything one fish at a time onto the road, throw everything away. She sketched a lot and secretly jumped off herself.
The Chumaks move on, but she collected the fish, sat down, and ate. The wolf is running.
- Hello, little fox-sister!
- Hello, brother wolf!
- What are you doing, little fox-sister?
- I eat fish.
- Give it to me too!
- Go get yourself some fish.
- How can I catch it if I don’t know how?
- Well, as you know, I won’t give you even a bone!
- So at least teach me how to catch it? “Wait!” the fox thinks, “You ate my bull, I’ll thank you for that.”
- And so: go to the ice hole, lower your tail into the water, slowly lead and order: “Catch, big and small fish, catch, big and small fish!” So she'll catch it.
“Thank you for the science,” said the wolf. He runs to the ice hole and lowers his tail into the water:
- Catch, big and small fish, catch, big and small fish! And the fox from the shore:
- Freeze, freeze, wolf's tail! And the frost is crackling in the yard!.. The wolf keeps wagging its tail:
- Catch it, big and small fish! And the fox:
- Freeze, freeze, wolf's tail! Until then, the wolf caught fish until his tail froze to the hole.
Then the fox goes to the village:
- Go, people, beat the wolf!
Everyone jumped out with grips, with pokers, with axes - they killed the wolf. This is the end for him, poor thing. And the fox still lives in her hut.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru