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Brothers Grimm Fairy Tales - The Three Little Pigs

Once upon a time . . . there were three little pigs, who left their mummy and daddy to see the world.

All summer long, they roamed through the woods and over the plains, playing games and having fun. None were happier than the three little pigs, and they easily made friends with everyone. Wherever they went, they were given a warm welcome, but as summer drew to a close, they realized that folk were drifting back to their usual jobs, and preparing for winter.

Autumn came and it began to rain. The three little pigs started to feel they needed a real home. Sadly they knew that the fun was over now and they must set to work like the others, or they'd be left in the cold and rain, with no roof over their heads. They talked about what to do, but each decided for himself.

The laziest little pig said he'd build a straw hut. "It will only take a day,' he said. The others disagreed.

"It's too fragile," they said disapprovingly, but he refused to listen.

Not quite so lazy, the second little pig went in search of planks of seasoned wood. "Clunk! Clunk! Clunk!" It took him two days to nail them together. But the third little pig did not like the wooden house.

"That's not the way to build a house!" he said. "It takes time, patience and hard work to build a house that is strong enough to stand up to wind, rain, and snow, and most of all, protect us from the wolf!" The days went by, and the wisest little pig's house took shape, brick by brick.

From time to time, his brothers visited him, saying with a chuckle: "Why are you working so hard? Why don't you come and play?" But the stubborn bricklayer pig just said "no, I shall finish my house first. It must be solid and sturdy. And then I'll come and play!" he said. "I shall not be foolish like you! For he who laughs last, laughs longest!"

It was the wisest little pig that found the tracks of a big wolf in the neighbourhood. The little pigs rushed home in alarm. Along came the wolf, scowling fiercely at the laziest pig's straw hut.

"Come out!" ordered the wolf, his mouth watering. "I want to speak to you!"

"I'd rather stay where I am!" replied the little pig in a tiny voice.

"I'll make you come out!" growled the wolf angrily, and puffing out his chest, he took a very deep breath. Then he blew with all his might, right onto the house. And all the straw the silly pig had heaped against some thin poles, fell down in the great blast.

Excited by his own cleverness, the wolf did not notice that the little pig had slithered out from underneath the heap of straw, and was dashing towards his brother's wooden house. When he realized that the little pig was escaping, the wolf grew wild with rage.

"Come back!" he roared, trying to catch the pig as he ran into the wooden house.

The other little pig greeted his brother, shaking like a leaf, "I hope this house won't fall down! Let's lean against the door so he can't break in!"

Outside, the wolf could hear the little pigs' words. Starving as he was, at the idea of a two-course meal, he rained blows on the door, "Open up! Open up! I only want to speak to you!"

Inside, the two brothers wept in fear and did their best to hold the door fast against the blows. Then the furious wolf braced himself a new effort: he drew in a really enormous breath, and went ... WHOOOOO! The wooden house collapsed like a pack of cards. Luckily, the wisest little pig had been watching the scene from the window of his own brick house, and he rapidly opened the door to his fleeing brothers. And not a moment too soon, for the wolf was already hammering furiously on the door.

This time, the wolf had grave doubts. This house had a much more solid air than the others. He blew once, he blew again and then for a third time. But all was in vain. For the house did not budge an inch. The three little pigs watched him and their fear began to fade.

Quite exhausted by his efforts, the wolf decided to try one of his tricks. He scrambled up a nearby ladder, on to the roof to have a look at the chimney. However, the wisest little pig had seen this ploy, and he quickly said: "Quick! Light the fire!" With his long legs thrust down the chimney, the wolf was not sure if he should slide down the black hole. It wouldn't be easy to get in, but the sound of the little pigs' voices below only made him feel hungrier.

"I'm dying of hunger! I'm going to try and get down." And he let himself drop. But landing was rather hot, too hot!

The wolf landed in the fire, stunned by his fall. The flames licked his hairy coat and his tail became a flaring torch. "Never again! Never again will I go down a chimney" he squealed, as he tried to put out the flames in his tail. Then he ran away as fast as he could.

The three happy little pigs, dancing round and round the yard, began to sing: "Tra-la-la! Tra-la-la! The wicked black wolf will never come back...!" From that terrible day on, the wisest little pig's brothers set to work with a will. In less than no time, up went the two new brick houses. The wolf did return once to roam in the neighbourhood, but when he caught sight of three chimneys, he remembered the terrible pain of a burnt tail, and he left for good.

Now safe and happy, the wisest little pig called to his brothers: "No more work! Come on, let's go and play!"

The Three Little Pigs

The story of The Three Little Pigs featured here has been adapted from different sources and from childhood memory. The primary sources are English Fairy Tales, retold by Flora Annie Steel (1922) with illustrations by L. Leslie Brooke from the 1904 version. This story is featured in our Favorite Fairy Tales and Children's Stories.

Once upon a time there was an old mother pig who had three little pigs and not enough food to feed them. So when they were old enough, she sent them out into the world to seek their fortunes.

The first little pig was very lazy. He didn't want to work at all and he built his house out of straw. The second little pig worked a little bit harder but he was somewhat lazy too and he built his house out of sticks. Then, they sang and danced and played together the rest of the day.

The third little pig worked hard all day and built his house with bricks. It was a sturdy house complete with a fine fireplace and chimney. It looked like it could withstand the strongest winds.

The next day, a wolf happened to pass by the lane where the three little pigs lived; and he saw the straw house, and he smelled the pig inside. He thought the pig would make a mighty fine meal and his mouth began to water.

So he knocked on the door and said:

 Little pig! Little pig! Let me in! Let me in!

But the little pig saw the wolf's big paws through the keyhole, so he answered back:

 No! No! No! Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!

Then the wolf showed his teeth and said:

 Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down.

So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf opened his jaws very wide and bit down as hard as he could, but the first little pig escaped and ran away to hide with the second little pig.

The wolf continued down the lane and he passed by the second house made of sticks; and he saw the house, and he smelled the pigs inside, and his mouth began to water as he thought about the fine dinner they would make.

So he knocked on the door and said:

 Little pigs! Little pigs! Let me in! Let me in!

But the little pigs saw the wolf's pointy ears through the keyhole, so they answered back:

 No! No! No! Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!

So the wolf showed his teeth and said:

 Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!

So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf was greedy and he tried to catch both pigs at once, but he was too greedy and got neither! His big jaws clamped down on nothing but air and the two little pigs scrambled away as fast as their little hooves would carry them.

The wolf chased them down the lane and he almost caught them. But they made it to the brick house and slammed the door closed before the wolf could catch them. The three little pigs they were very frightened, they knew the wolf wanted to eat them. And that was very, very true. The wolf hadn't eaten all day and he had worked up a large appetite chasing the pigs around and now he could smell all three of them inside and he knew that the three little pigs would make a lovely feast.

So the wolf knocked on the door and said:

 Little pigs! Little pigs! Let me in! Let me in!

But the little pigs saw the wolf's narrow eyes through the keyhole, so they answered back:

 No! No! No! Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!

So the wolf showed his teeth and said:

 Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down.

Well! he huffed and he puffed. He puffed and he huffed. And he huffed, huffed, and he puffed, puffed; but he could not blow the house down. At last, he was so out of breath that he couldn't huff and he couldn't puff anymore. So he stopped to rest and thought a bit.

But this was too much. The wolf danced about with rage and swore he would come down the chimney and eat up the little pig for his supper. But while he was climbing on to the roof the little pig made up a blazing fire and put on a big pot full of water to boil. Then, just as the wolf was coming down the chimney, the little piggy pulled off the lid, and plop! in fell the wolf into the scalding water.

So the little piggy put on the cover again, boiled the wolf up, and the three little pigs ate him for supper.

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The Tale of the Three Little Pigs - translated by S.V. Mikhalkova

Once upon a time there were three little pigs in the world. Three brothers.
All of the same height, round, pink, with the same cheerful ponytails. Even their names were similar. The piglets were called: Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.
All summer they tumbled in the green grass, basked in the sun, basked in the puddles.
But autumn has come.
The sun was not so hot anymore, gray clouds stretched over the yellowed forest.
- It's time for us to think about winter, - Naf-Naf once said to his brothers, waking up early in the morning. - I'm shivering from the cold. We may catch a cold. Let's build a house and winter together under one warm roof.
But his brothers didn't want to take the job. It is much more pleasant to walk and jump in the meadow on the last warm days than to dig the earth and carry heavy stones.
- Good luck! Winter is still far away. We'll take a walk, - said Nif-Nif and rolled over his head.
- When necessary, I will build a house for myself, - said Nuf-Nuf and lay down in a puddle.
“Me too,” added Nif-Nif.
- Well, as you wish. Then I will build my own house, - said Naf-Naf. “I won't wait for you.
It was getting colder and colder every day. But Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were in no hurry. They didn't even want to think about work. They were idle from morning to evening. All they did was play their pig games, jump and roll.
- Today we'll take a walk, - they said, - and tomorrow morning we'll get down to business.
But the next day they said the same thing.
And only when a large puddle near the road began to be covered with a thin crust of ice in the morning, the lazy brothers finally got to work.
Nif-Nif decided that it would be easier and most likely to make a house out of straw. Without consulting anyone, he did just that. By evening, his hut was ready.
Nif-Nif put the last straw on the roof and, very pleased with his house, sang merrily:
Singing this song, he went to Nuf-Nuf.
Nuf-Nuf, not far away, also built a house for himself. He tried to finish this boring and uninteresting business as soon as possible. At first, like his brother, he wanted to build a house out of straw. But then I decided that it would be very cold in such a house in winter. The house will be stronger and warmer if it is built from branches and thin rods.
So he did.
He drove stakes into the ground, intertwined them with rods, heaped dry leaves on the roof, and by evening the house was ready.
Nuf-Nuf proudly walked around him several times and sang:
I have a nice home,
A new home, a solid home,
I'm not afraid of rain and thunder,
Rain and thunder, rain and thunder!
Before he could finish the song, Nif-Nif ran out from behind a bush.
- Well, your house is ready! - said Nif-Nif to his brother. "I told you we'd get it over with quickly!" Now we are free and can do whatever we want!
- Let's go to Naf-Naf and see what kind of house he built for himself! - said Nuf-Nuf. "We haven't seen him in a long time!"
- Let's go see! Nif-Nif agreed.
And both brothers, very pleased that they did not have to worry about anything else, disappeared behind the bushes.
Naf-Naf has been busy building for several days now. He dragged stones, kneaded clay, and now slowly built himself a reliable, durable house in which one could hide from wind, rain and frost.
He made a heavy oak door with a bolt in the house so that the wolf from the neighboring forest could not climb up to him.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf found their brother at work.
- What are you building? - the surprised Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf shouted in one voice. - What is it, a pig house or a fortress?
- Piglet's home should be a fortress! Naf-Naf calmly answered them, continuing to work.
- Are you going to fight with someone? Nif-Nif grunted merrily and winked at Nuf-Nuf.
And both brothers were so merry that their squeals and grunts spread far across the lawn.
And Naf-Naf, as if nothing had happened, continued to lay the stone wall of his house, humming a song under his breath:
Of course, I'm smarter than everyone,
Smarter than everyone, smarter than everyone!
I build a house from stones,
From stones, from stones!
No animal in the world,
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Will not break through this door,
Into this door, into this door!
— What animal is he talking about? - Nif-Nif asked Nuf-Nif.
— What animal are you talking about? - Nuf-Nuf asked Naf-Naf.
- I'm talking about the wolf! - answered Naf-Naf and laid another stone.
- Look how afraid he is of the wolf! - said Nif-Nif.
- He's afraid of being eaten! - added Nuf-Nuf.
And the brothers cheered even more.
- What kind of wolves can be here? - said Nif-Nif.
- There are no wolves! He's just a coward! - added Nuf-Nuf.
And they both began to dance and sing:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
They wanted to tease Naf-Naf, but he didn't even turn around.
- Let's go, Nuf-Nuf, - said then Nif-Nif. “We have nothing to do here!
And two brave brothers went for a walk. On the way they sang and danced, and when they entered the forest, they made such a noise that they woke up the wolf, who was sleeping under a pine tree.
- What's that noise? - the angry and hungry wolf grumbled with displeasure and galloped to the place where the squealing and grunting of two small, stupid pigs could be heard.
- Well, what kind of wolves can be here! - said at that time Nif-Nif, who saw wolves only in pictures.
- Here we will grab him by the nose, he will know! added Nuf-Nuf, who also had never seen a live wolf.
And the brothers rejoiced again and sang:

We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
And suddenly they saw a real live wolf!

He stood behind a large tree, and he had such a terrible look, such evil eyes and such a toothy mouth that a chill ran down Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf's backs and thin tails trembled finely, finely. The poor pigs couldn't even move for fear.
The wolf prepared to jump, clicked his teeth, blinked his right eye, but the piglets suddenly came to their senses and, screeching throughout the forest, rushed to their heels. They have never run so fast before! Sparkling with their heels and raising clouds of dust, the piglets each rushed to their home.
Nif-Nif was the first to reach his thatched hut and barely managed to slam the door in front of the wolf's very nose.
- Unlock the door now! the wolf growled. “Or else I’ll break it!”
- No, - grunted Nif-Nif, - I won't unlock it!
The breath of a terrible beast was heard outside the door.
- Unlock the door now! the wolf growled again. “Otherwise I’ll blow so hard that your whole house will fly apart!”
But Nif-Nif from fear could no longer answer anything.
Then the wolf began to blow: “F-f-f-u-u-u!”.
Straws flew from the roof of the house, the walls of the house shook.
The wolf took another deep breath and blew for the second time: “F-f-f-w-w-w!”. When the wolf blew for the third time, the house blew in all directions, as if it had been hit by a hurricane. The wolf snapped his teeth in front of the little piglet's snout. But Nif-Nif deftly dodged and rushed to run. A minute later he was already at the door of Nuf-Nuf.
The brothers had barely managed to lock themselves in when they heard the wolf's voice:
— Well, now I'll eat you both!
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf looked at each other in fear. But the wolf was very tired and therefore decided to go for a trick.
- I changed my mind! he said so loudly that he could be heard in the house. “I won’t eat those skinny piglets!” I better go home!
Did you hear? - Nif-Nif asked Nuf-Nif. He said he won't eat us! We are skinny!
- This is very good! - Nuf-Nuf said and immediately stopped trembling.
The brothers became cheerful, and they sang as if nothing had happened:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
And the wolf didn't think to go anywhere. He just stepped aside and hunkered down. He was very funny. He had a hard time keeping himself from laughing. How cleverly he deceived two stupid little pigs!
When the pigs were completely calm, the wolf took the sheep's skin and cautiously crept up to the house. At the door, he covered himself with skin and knocked softly.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were very frightened when they heard a knock.
- Who's there? they asked, their tails shaking again.
- It's me-me-me - poor little sheep! the wolf squeaked in a thin, alien voice. - Let me spend the night, I strayed from the herd and very tired!
- Let me in? the good Nif-Nif asked his brother.
- You can let the sheep go! Nuf-Nuf agreed. - A sheep is not a wolf!
But when the pigs opened the door, they saw not a sheep, but the same toothy wolf. The brothers slammed the door and leaned on it with all their might so that the terrible beast could not break into them.
The wolf is very angry. He failed to outsmart the pigs! He threw off his sheepskin and growled:
— Well, wait a minute! There will be nothing left of this house!
And he began to blow. The house leaned a little. The wolf blew a second, then a third, then a fourth time.
Leaves were falling from the roof, the walls were trembling, but the house was still standing.
And only when the wolf blew for the fifth time, the house staggered and collapsed. Only one door still stood for some time in the middle of the ruins.
In horror, the pigs rushed to run. Their legs were paralyzed with fear, every bristle trembled, their noses were dry. The brothers rushed to the house of Naf-Naf.
The wolf was catching up with them with huge leaps.
Once he almost grabbed Nif-Nif by the back leg, but he pulled it back in time and added speed.
The wolf also pressed on. He was sure that this time the piglets would not run away from him.
But he was out of luck again.
The piglets quickly rushed past a large apple tree without even hitting it. But the wolf did not have time to turn and ran into an apple tree, which showered him with apples.
One hard apple hit him between the eyes. A large lump jumped up on the wolf's forehead.
And Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf, neither alive nor dead, ran up at this time to the house of Naf-Naf.
The brother quickly let them into the house. The poor piglets were so frightened that they could not say anything. They silently rushed under the bed and hid there. Naf-Naf immediately guessed that a wolf was chasing them. But he had nothing to fear in his stone house. He quickly bolted the door, sat down on a stool himself, and sang loudly:0005 No animal in the world,
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't open this door,
This door, this door!
But just then there was a knock on the door.
Who is knocking? Naf-Naf asked in a calm voice.
- Open without talking! came the rough voice of the wolf.
- No matter how! And I don't think so! - Naf-Naf answered in a firm voice.
- Oh so! Well, hold on! Now I'll eat all three!
- Try it! - answered Naf-Naf from behind the door, not even getting up from his stool. He knew that he and his brothers had nothing to fear in a solid stone house.
Then the wolf sucked in more air and blew as hard as he could! But no matter how much he blew, not even the smallest stone moved.
The wolf turned blue from the effort.
The house stood like a fortress. Then the wolf began to shake the door. But the door didn't budge either.
The wolf, out of anger, began to scratch the walls of the house with his claws and gnaw the stones from which they were built, but he only broke off his claws and ruined his teeth. The hungry and angry wolf had no choice but to get out.
But then he raised his head and suddenly noticed a large, wide chimney on the roof.
- Yeah! Through this pipe I will make my way into the house! the wolf rejoiced.

He carefully climbed onto the roof and listened. The house was quiet.
"I'm still going to have a bite of fresh piglet today," thought the wolf, and after licking his lips, climbed into the chimney.
But, as soon as he began to descend the pipe, the pigs heard a rustle.
And when soot began to fall on the lid of the boiler, smart Naf-Naf immediately guessed what was the matter.
He quickly rushed to the cauldron, in which water was boiling on the fire, and tore off the lid.
- Welcome! - said Naf-Naf and winked at his brothers.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf have already completely calmed down and, smiling happily, looked at their smart and brave brother.
The piglets didn't have to wait long. Black as a chimney sweep, the wolf flopped right into the boiling water.
He's never been in so much pain!
His eyes popped out on his forehead, all his hair stood on end.

With a wild roar, the scalded wolf flew into the chimney back to the roof, rolled down it to the ground, rolled four times over his head, rode on his tail past the locked door and rushed into the forest.

And the three brothers, the three little pigs, looked after him and rejoiced that they had so cleverly taught the evil robber a lesson.
And then they sang their cheerful song:
You'll go around half the world,
You'll go around, you'll go around,
You won't find a better home,
You won't find it, you won't find it!
No animal in the world,
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't open this door,
This door, this door!
The wolf from the forest will never,
Never, never,
Will not return to us here,
To us here, to us here!
Since then, the brothers began to live together, under one roof.
That's all we know about the three little pigs - Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.

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“Tale about three piglets" in the retelling of S. Mikhalkov

or-there were three little pigs in the world. Three brothers.
All of the same height, round, pink, with the same cheerful ponytails. Even their names were similar. The piglets were called: Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.

All summer they tumbled in the green grass, basked in the sun, basked in the puddles.
But autumn has come.
The sun was no longer so hot, gray clouds stretched over the yellowed forest.

“It's time for us to think about winter,” Naf-Naf once said to his brothers, waking up early in the morning. - I'm shivering from the cold. We may catch a cold. Let's build a house and winter together under one warm roof.
But his brothers didn't want to take the job. It is much more pleasant to walk and jump in the meadow on the last warm days than to dig the earth and carry heavy stones.
- Have time! Winter is still far away. We'll take a walk, - said Nif-Nif and rolled over his head.
- When necessary, I will build a house for myself, - said Nuf-Nuf and lay down in a puddle.
“Me too,” added Nif-Nif.
- Well, as you wish. Then I will build my own house, - said Naf-Naf. “I won't wait for you.
It was getting colder and colder every day. But Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were in no hurry. They didn't even want to think about work. They were idle from morning to evening. All they did was play their pig games, jump and roll.
“Today we will take a walk,” they said, “and tomorrow morning we will get down to business.
But the next day they said the same thing.
And only when a large puddle by the road began to be covered with a thin crust of ice in the morning, the lazy brothers finally set to work.

Nif-Nif decided that it would be easier and more likely to make a house out of straw. Without consulting anyone, he did just that. By evening, his hut was ready.
Nif-Nif put the last straw on the roof and, very pleased with his house, sang merrily:

You'll get around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around,
You won't find a better home,
You won't find it, you won't find it!

Singing this song, he went to Nuf-Nuf.
Nuf-Nuf, not far away, also built a house for himself. He tried to finish this boring and uninteresting business as soon as possible. At first, like his brother, he wanted to build a house out of straw. But then I decided that it would be very cold in such a house in winter. The house will be stronger and warmer if it is built from branches and thin rods.
So he did.

He drove stakes into the ground, intertwined them with rods, heaped dry leaves on the roof, and by evening the house was ready.
Nuf-Nuf proudly walked around him several times and sang:

I have a good house,
A new house, a solid house,
I am not afraid of rain and thunder,
Rain and thunder, rain and thunder!

Before he could finish the song, Nif-Nif ran out from behind a bush.
- Well, your house is ready! - said Nif-Nif to his brother. "I told you we'd get it over with quickly!" Now we are free and can do whatever we want!
- Let's go to Naf-Naf and see what kind of house he built for himself! - said Nuf-Nuf. "We haven't seen him in a long time!"
- Let's go see! Nif-Nif agreed.

And the two brothers, very pleased that they had nothing else to worry about, disappeared behind the bushes.
Naf-Naf has been busy building for several days now. He dragged stones, kneaded clay, and now slowly built himself a reliable, durable house in which one could hide from wind, rain and frost.
He made a heavy oak door with a bolt in the house so that the wolf from the neighboring forest could not climb up to him.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf found their brother at work.

— What are you building? - the surprised Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf shouted in one voice. - What is it, a pig house or a fortress?
- Piglet's home should be a fortress! Naf-Naf calmly answered them, continuing to work.
- Are you going to fight with someone? Nif-Nif grunted merrily and winked at Nuf-Nuf.
And both brothers were so merry that their squeals and grunts spread far across the lawn.
And Naf-Naf, as if nothing had happened, continued to lay the stone wall of his house, humming a song under his breath:

I'm smarter than everyone, of course,
Smarter than everyone, smarter than everyone!
I build a house from stones,
From stones, from stones!
No animal in the world,
A cunning beast, a terrible beast,
Will not burst into this door,
Into this door, into this door!

— What animal is he talking about? - Nif-Nif asked Nuf-Nif.
— What animal are you talking about? - Nuf-Nuf asked Naf-Naf.
- I'm talking about the wolf! - answered Naf-Naf and laid another stone.
- Look how afraid he is of the wolf! - said Nif-Nif.
- He's afraid of being eaten! - added Nuf-Nuf.
And the brothers cheered even more.
- What kind of wolves can be here? - said Nif-Nif.
- There are no wolves! He's just a coward! - added Nuf-Nuf.
And both of them began to dance and sing:

We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?

They wanted to tease Naf-Naf, but he didn't even turn around.
- Let's go, Nuf-Nuf, - said then Nif-Nif. “We have nothing to do here!

And two brave brothers went for a walk. On the way they sang and danced, and when they entered the forest, they made such a noise that they woke up the wolf, who was sleeping under a pine tree.

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