Story 140: Donkey versus Fox, Jackal and Wolf Folktales

Donkey versus Fox, Jackal and Wolf Folktales

Author: Anonymous

Once upon a time, there was a donkey. When it was strong, the owner didn’t pity it at all and made it work every day. Later, its back was crushed and two of its legs were lame. There were scars all over its body as big as the mouth of a bowl, and it was about to die. The cruel owner used a wooden stick as thick as an arm to drive it to the wilderness where no one could even see its shadow. The donkey sighed longly and said, “Oh, this is the harvest of my hard work!”

While it was lamenting its fate, a big bad wolf led the fox and jackal to the donkey’s side. The big bad wolf opened his mouth and drooled and said: “Haha! Last night, Old Wolf, I had a dream. I dreamed that I was eating hot meat and drinking red blood. It was so effective!” said the Old Wolf! After that, the fox and the jackal bared their teeth and were about to take action.

The donkey said very humbly: “Alas! I am a miserable animal that was abandoned in the wilderness by my owner. Rather than living like this unlucky life, it would be better for you to have a good meal and die comfortably. However, I am really too thin, with only bones in my body.” It’s just the skin.

You’re kind enough to come eat me, but I’m really embarrassed to give it to you. If I don’t do it, I might hurt your mouth. Should I wait until next summer when I’ll eat some grass and the meat will be fatter and oily, so you can come and eat it again? .”

The fox listened and kept wagging his long tail to express his objection. It said to the big bad wolf: “Master Wolf, they say donkeys are stupid. That’s not true. It often goes to the city to carry things, and it is very smart to learn from others! Let’s just say what it just said. Wait until next summer. What should I do if it runs away?” The donkey immediately replied: “Sister Fox, please don’t worry. Where can I escape with a broken leg? Besides, this prairie belongs to Master Wolf, I can run if I want to. No way!”

The fox said smartly again, “Humph! What will happen if the sky collapses and the earth sinks and the dust buries you during these half a year?” The donkey had no choice but to visit a few neighbors to act as security guards. people. The rabbit ensured that the sky would not fall, so it always looks up to the sky; the wild boar ensured that the ground did not sink, so it always grunted and stared at the ground; the cyclone ensured that the grassland did not accumulate dust, so it still kept cleaning the ground until now …

Winter has passed and spring has come; spring has passed and summer has come. After the donkey had enough rest and ate abundant green grass, its wounds healed, its legs and feet became flexible, its fur shone, and its body was filled with endless strength.

On this day, the big bad wolf led his two companions, the fox and the jackal, to eat the donkey. When they saw the donkey was fat and fat, they were all so greedy that their mouths watered, and they rushed towards the donkey.

The donkey quickly blocked it with his hooves and said: “Everyone, please slow down. Since you want to eat me, I think you should eat it comfortably. Now, I am strong and frighteningly strong. When you bite me, I will It will hurt; when it hurts, I will howl, kick, and run away! What should I do?”

The big bad wolf, fox, and jackal were a little worried when they saw the donkey being so strong. The donkey thought for a while and said, “Everyone, let’s do this! You each find a cow hair rope, put one end around your own neck, and tie the other end around my waist.

By then, my donkey will have the strength of an elephant. There is no way to resist.” The three of them thought it was reasonable, and the fox said proudly: “See, I told you before, donkeys are not stupid!”

In this way, the big bad wolf, the fox and the jackal each found a rope, tied one to the donkey and put the other around their own necks. As soon as the rope was hung up, the donkey ran desperately, pulling three ferocious beasts over one hill and then over another.

The fox had long been strangled to death, and the jackal’s skin was cut by the stone and turned over. Only the big bad wolf still had a breath and cursed at the fox: “You shrew, what are you doing lying on the ground looking at brother jackal?” He worked so hard that he even took off his fur robe!” Before the big bad wolf could finish speaking, the donkey ran as hard as he could and was strangled to death.

From then on, the donkey lived freely in the wilderness for many years.

Narrated by: Yixi Danzeng, Chengguan District, Lhasa City
Recorded on April 20, 1979
Compiled on December 17, 1981

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