yellow fairy tale book

Chapter 1
The cat made friends with a mouse, spoke sweet words to it, and finally persuaded the mouse to live with him, and they shared the housework.The cat said: "We have to store up food for the winter, otherwise we will starve. But, you—little mouse, don't run around and be careful of falling into the trap." The mouse accepted this kind suggestion and went out to find Come back with a can of oil.They couldn't think of a good place to put the jar of oil, and after a long discussion, the cat finally said, "I don't think there is a better place than a church. No one in the church will take this jar of oil. We hide it in a corner, and when we don't need it, we don't touch it." In this way, the jar is safely hidden.But after a while, the cat came up with the idea of ​​this can of oil.He said to the mouse, "I have wanted to tell you, little mouse, that a niece of mine had a son with white and brown spots on his body, and the niece asked me to be her son's godmother. I want to go today, Take care of your own home."

"Of course you're going," said the Mouse, "and you'll think of me when you eat something good. I'd love to have a christening wine."

Of course they are all lies.The cat has no nieces at all, and no one asks it to be a godmother.It went straight to the church, found the pot furtively, licked the oil, and licked off a layer of oil in the pot.Then he walked up and down on the roofs of some houses in the town, admiring the scenery, stretching himself in the sun, and smacking his lips at the memory of the oil.It didn't return home until it was dark.

"Ah, you're back!" said the mouse. "You must have had a good day, haven't you?"

"Have a great time," replied the Cat.

"What was the baby's name?" asked the mouse.

"It's called 'opening the head'." The cat replied dryly.

"A beginning?" said the mouse. "What a strange and amusing name. Is there anyone in your family named that?"

"That's no wonder," said the Cat, "it sounds no worse than your godson saying 'steal the bread.'"

Not long after this incident, the cat became greedy again.It said to the mouse: "If you do good deeds again, look at the house for a day. Someone asked me to be a godmother again. This time the child has a white circle on his neck. I can't refuse!"

The kind mouse agreed again.The cat slipped into the church through the gap in the city wall, ate half of the oil in the jar, and said to himself, "There is nothing better than eating alone!" It was very satisfied.When they got home, the mouse asked again, "What's the child's name?"

"It's called 'eat half'." said the cat.

"'Eat Half'! What kind of a name is that? I've never heard such a name in my life. I don't believe it's in the 'Book of Names'."

"Let's start! Eat half of it!" repeated the Mouse. "They're all strange names, and I can't fathom them."

"Oh," said the Cat, "you sit at home with your gray fur and long tail, and of course you have to dream. That's why you don't go out all day."

As soon as the cat went out, the mouse cleaned up the house, but the greedy cat kept licking the oil.

"When everything is eaten, you can rest." Said the cat.At night, it returned home happily.Immediately the mouse asked the third child's name.

"That name won't please you," said the Cat. "It's called Eat Light."

"Eat it up!" the mouse went on, "I don't believe there is such a name. Eat it up! What does that mean?" He shook his head, curled up, and went to sleep.

Since then, no one has ever asked the cat to be a godmother.Winter is coming, food is hard to find, the mouse remembered a can of oil he had stored. "By the way, Miss Cat, we still have a can of oil, it must be delicious now."

"Yes! indeed!" replied the Cat, "it must taste very good, as if you were sticking your little tongue out of the window."

They set off.When I got to the church, I found the jar was still there, but it was empty.

"Ah!" said the mouse, "now I know what's going on! It's all clear! What a true friend you are! You ate it all up when you went to be godmother. It's 'eat half,' and then—"

"Shut up!" said the cat, "one more word and I'll eat you!"

The three words "eat up" had already jumped to the mouse's mouth, and before it could be said, the cat jumped on the mouse, grabbed it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

You see, the world is like this now.

(End of this chapter)