It was a sunny afternoon when Little Bouncy Rabbit went to visit Mr. Crocodile’s toy shop.
In Mr. Crocodile’s toy shop, there was a small wind-up bear that Little Rabbit loved. As long as the key was wound, the little brown bear would keep beating its drum, and the sound of the drum made people very happy.
Little Bouncy Rabbit didn’t have any money in his pocket; he couldn’t afford the little brown bear. He was just content to look at it.
Little Bouncy Rabbit came to the toy shop and saw the adorable little bear through the window again.
The toy shop was empty, even Mr. Crocodile was not there.
The entire toy shop was silent, except for the little wind-up bear, which was still drumming away.
What was going on? Where had Mr. Crocodile gone, leaving his shop and all those toys unattended?
It seemed he hadn’t gone far, because only he would wind up the little bear and let it keep drumming. He was advertising his toys.
“Fool, what are you standing there for?”
Little Bouncy Rabbit suddenly heard a hoarse voice above his head. He looked up and saw a black-beaked crow perched on a large oak tree outside the toy shop.
The crow said, “Just now a little hedgehog stole a fun rubber frog and ran away. That mad crocodile is chasing after him! Little Bouncy Rabbit, you can run faster than the hedgehog; why not take the wind-up bear and run?”
“I don’t want this wind-up bear.”
“You lie,” laughed the black-beaked crow. “I’ve seen you come to look at this wind-up bear three times now. Can you really say you don’t like it?”
“Yes, I like this wind-up bear,” said Little Bouncy Rabbit. “But I don’t want a stolen bear.”
“What a fool!” said the black-beaked crow. “You run like the wind; that short-legged crocodile will never catch you. Unlike the slow little hedgehog, he will definitely get caught.”
The black-beaked crow looked into the distance and said, “Take the wind-up bear and run; there’s still time. Look, the short-legged crocodile has already recovered the rubber frog and is on his way back. As long as you run fast, you’ll be lucky.”
Little Bouncy Rabbit ignored the crow’s shouting and helped Mr. Crocodile watch over the toy shop. He didn’t touch any of the interesting toys.
Short-legged Crocodile came back panting and was startled to see a little rabbit standing in his shop.
Short-legged Crocodile entered the shop and saw the little rabbit helping him watch over the toys. Nothing was missing, and he felt relieved. He said, “That nasty little hedgehog stole a rubber frog from my shop, but I took him to Sheriff Porcupine.”
Mr. Crocodile looked at the little rabbit and said, “Little Bouncy Rabbit, you’re really good. From today on, I’ll hire you every day.”
“That won’t work,” said Little Bouncy Rabbit anxiously. “I have to study and help my mom with chores every day. I only have one hour, from four to five, that I can use freely.”
“Is that so? Then I’ll hire you for an hour!” Mr. Crocodile said with a smile.
“What work will you hire me for?” asked the little rabbit curiously.
“I’ll hire you to play with these toys!”
“You’re joking. How is that work?”
“It’s not a joke. When someone is playing with toys in my shop, it attracts customers and makes them want to buy my toys!”
“Oh, this kind of job is really interesting.”
“Then it’s settled!”
From then on, Little Bouncy Rabbit came to Mr. Crocodile’s toy shop every day from four to five to play with the toys. He played with whichever one he liked. Because Little Rabbit played happily and creatively, coming up with new ways to play, he attracted many customers. Mr. Crocodile’s toy shop became busier and more prosperous.
Every week, Mr. Crocodile chose a toy to give Little Bouncy Rabbit as a reward, including the lovely wind-up bear. Little Bouncy Rabbit not only played with it himself but also lent it to all his friends.
The squirrel, the monkey, and the deer all said, “Little Bouncy Rabbit, you’re such a lucky rabbit!”
At this moment, Little Bouncy Rabbit suddenly heard a gentle sigh above his head. He looked up and saw it was the black-beaked crow again.
The black-beaked crow said, “Why do lucky things always happen to others, and I always have bad luck?”
Little Bouncy Rabbit said, “If you do fewer bad things and come up with fewer bad ideas, you’ll have good luck too.”
“Really?” the black-beaked crow asked hoarsely.
“Yes,” said Little Bouncy Rabbit. “I became a lucky rabbit because I didn’t listen to others’ bad ideas. I think that’s my greatest luck.”
This time, the black-beaked crow didn’t say anything. He bowed his head, lost in thought.
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