The touching story of the fox

Quotation: The words of Mother Fox: "Learn to be strong at all times!"

The fox's father left them on the third day of their birth. In order to find food for his mother to raise his body, my father stole the chickens from the farmer’s house. Mother said to them with tears: "Child, always remember your hatred!"

When the moon was shining coldly on the snow, the fox finally saw his mother limping back with a bitten-necked chicken in her mouth. Drops of blood were caught on her leg by iron clamps. It dripped down, and the fox's eyes were the same again.

The brothers and sisters happily went over to grab the food from the mother’s mouth, but the fox didn’t grab it. She licked her wound for her with tears. The mother smiled and said to it; “Don’t cry. Child. Learn to be strong anytime!”

There are footsteps in the distance getting closer and closer, and what the mother fox can hear is definitely not the footsteps of ordinary animals.

Mother yelled them to hide, but the hungry little foxes were still tearing the food there. Mother had to let the fox hide, and it hid in a small tree hole in the distance. Looking back, there was a fierce and vicious creature. The farmer had already appeared in front of his mother and his siblings with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. The dying mother with her horrified brothers and sisters was caught by the farmer before she escaped a few steps.

Watching the farmer and the young man carry his mother and his brothers and sisters away, the fox's tears were streaming down. But it quickly stopped his tears, because his mother said: Always learn to be strong!

It quietly followed the farmer and the young man, and finally followed to the door of a dilapidated yard at the foot of the mountain. From a distance, it saw its mother and siblings locked in a cage, and then the door slammed shut.

Standing on the concrete wall, the fox yelled to his mother. When he shouted hoarsely, the door clicked open, and which boy came out. It had no intention of running away, and even eagerly let him catch him, because that would be able to be with his mother. NS.

The boy walked up to it lightly and touched its shiny fur and said: "Hurry up and hide. If you let your uncle see it, you will be caught too!" The fox didn't dare to shout again, it was crying. I turned back one step at a time. I don't know how long it was crying, but it was cold and hungry and finally fell asleep...

When I woke up, the sun was shining warmly on the fox. The fox got up and said, "Mom! Where are you, mom?'

Along the way back last night, it came to the mottled gate, which was deeply locked.

"Mom, mom, are you inside?" the fox shouted with all his strength.

There was no response, deathly silence.

The fox kept shouting until his voice was hoarse to the point of crying.

The affection of foxes, the affection between foxes!