When I was a child, my father told me the story of the little naughty shooting tiger (II)

Little Naughty and his mother returned home from the county court, and Little Naughty fed his donkey wholeheartedly. The donkey was very happy to lick the little naughty.

The next day, when the little mischievous man woke up, he found a piece of gold next to the donkey. The little mischievous saw that there was still gold residue on the donkey's butt, and immediately deduced that the donkey could produce gold.

Since then, the little mischievous family has lived a rich life. The county lord also knew about this matter, but there was nothing he could do, after all, he had already given it to the little naughty. No outsider dares to provoke the little naughty, because everyone knows that the little naughty archery is good at shooting other people's butts.

There are two thieves in the outer village, very hungry and mischievous donkeys. I want to steal the little naughty donkey.

The thief had chosen a moonless night, and it was pitch black, and they decided to steal the little mischievous donkey tonight. In order to prevent the little naughty bow and arrow from shooting his own ass, the plough of the cultivated land was specially tied to the ass.

The two climbed over the wall in the middle of the night and came to the little naughty, ready to untie the donkey rope by the little naughty bed.

At this time, the little naughty dreamed, dreaming that the tiger came to eat him again, and the little naughty sleepwalked mouth and shouted to shoot you. The two thieves who had seen this face were afraid that the little naughty would shoot their own butts, and they would be scared to run over the wall.

The two of them were in the ground where they couldn't see their five fingers, and as they ran, they heard a thumping sound behind their butts, and the two ran for two miles before stopping. It was already dawn when they ran home, and seeing that the plough was beaten transparently, the two were glad that they had tied the plough to their butts, otherwise their butts would definitely be shot.

In the morning, the villagers were ready to go to harvest cotton, and found that the entire cotton field had been harvested. It turned out that two thieves had run to the cotton field yesterday, and the thumping sound was the sound of a cotton stalk hitting the plow.

Since then, the little mischievous family has lived a happy life