The town mouse noticed that some city dwellers enjoyed eating wild vegetables and coarse grains from the countryside, so it drove its little car to the countryside. The country mouse, who had never been to the city, was delighted to see the town mouse and invited it to its home as a guest. “Please wait a moment,” said the country mouse, blushing, “I don’t have anything decent at home, I’ll go find something tasty.” After a while, it returned with some slightly moldy rice and a bit of leafy greens and roots.
The town mouse, holding its little nose, asked, “Is this what you call tasty?”
“Ah!” replied the country mouse, “Have you forgotten the song ‘Mice Love Rice’? We rarely get rice; country people keep their rice well-guarded, it’s hard to steal any…”
“Yikes,” interrupted the town mouse, “country people are so stingy! They’re nothing like city folks. How about this—I’ll take you to the city and show you what we eat.”
The town mouse drove the country mouse to the city and brought out delicacies like abalone, bird’s nest, and bear paw. “Please, have these,” said the town mouse, “Do you know? You can’t even exchange a bag of good rice for this abalone!”
“Really?” The country mouse’s eyes widened in astonishment, and it asked, “Is it that expensive? How did you get it?”
The town mouse laughed, “It’s easy—five-star hotels have plenty! No need to steal, you can just pick it up.”
“Pick it up?” the country mouse asked, puzzled, “Who would throw away such expensive things?”
The town mouse replied, “You don’t know, but some city people are very particular; they throw away leftovers because they’re wealthy.”
“So, you can just pick them up!” the country mouse laughed, “Then I can eat it?”
Humans love delicious food, so why wouldn’t mice? The country mouse ate while exclaiming, “So tasty, so tasty! City folks are amazing, having such delicious food! It seems we should sing ‘Mice Love Abalone’ or ‘Mice Love Bird’s Nest’ instead!”
“Great idea!” the town mouse clapped its little hands in delight, “You have such a vivid imagination! Why don’t you stay in the city, and we’ll eat these delicacies together and sing ‘Mice Love Abalone’. You can write the lyrics!”
“How can that be?” said the country mouse, “If I stay here, won’t I be competing for your good food?”
The town mouse shook its head and replied, “Not at all! There’s plenty of this stuff in the city, don’t worry!”
“That’s great,” the country mouse and the town mouse hugged each other tightly and started dancing the mouse disco…
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
