| Now little Yellow Wang-lo had no pockets and no bag, so how could he carry away some of the money? The wise old mother pig said: “Take off your shirt, little boy, and tie up the sleeves and make a bag of it.” He quickly did this, and, thanking the pigs, he ran off home as fast as he could, stopping at the market on the way to buy a nice little fat pig for his father’s dinner. |
| When Fo-Pa saw what a lot of money little Yellow Wang-lo had brought back, and what a good dinner he was going to have, he was so pleased that for once he was quite kind to the little boy. But, greedy old man, he thought he would like more gold, so that night when little Yellow Wang-lo was fast asleep he took a large sack and crept quietly away to the land and filled his sack so full he could hardly lift it. When at last he got it on his back he tripped and fell into the deep hole he had made, and the sack fell on the top of him and completely filled up the hole, so he never got out again. |
| Little Yellow Wang-lo lived on in the houseboat, but as he had plenty of money he never killed or sold any more ducks, and as the pigs had been such good friends to him he never ate Roast Pork again, but he bought some smart new clothes. |
