But the villagers were not so gullible as one might think. They had eyes. Why was it that they never saw the wolf? Never a glimpse could they catch of the rogue. And there were no tracks to be found. Suspicion dawned. Could it be that someone was making sport of Two Roads Meeting Village? Several men hid in the bushes. Meng Hu was seen to climb a rock that overhung the lowland. He raised his hands to form a trumpet. "Ow-w-w-w-w-wh." The wolf.
"Oho," said the men, of whom the flock owner was one. "Aha. So it was you all the time." They rushed upon Meng Hu and gave him a good taste of bamboo sauce, which is served upon the back, and sounds "Swish, thump. Swish, thump." The flock owner then paid Meng what few cash were due and bade him, "Chu pa (Away with you). And don't dare ever to return. Hsiao tsai tzu (You young animal)."
Meng Hu called to his heels for assistance. He ran and ran, till the hills were far behind. Every now and again he murmured sadly: "How wise were the old men. They said
