While cleaning the house, I found this book that my parents brought back from a trip to Asia as a gift for my kids. Either something's lost in translation, or children's stories in Hong Kong are just straight-up hardcore:
"In a hot summer day, there was a little thirsty lamb drinking water in the river."
"A wolf was passing by the river, too. He felt so happy when he saw the lamb."
"The wolf said to the lamb: 'I can't drink clean water because you make the river dirty. So I must kill you!'"
"The frightened lamb explained: 'Can't you drink clean water as you stay at the upper stream?'"
"The wolf replied angrily: 'I know you always spoke ill of me last year. So I must kill you!'"
"The little lamb argued: 'Mr. Wolf, I was not yet born last year!'"
"The wolf said impatiently: 'Your master and friends all want to kill me. Isn't it true?'"
"The little lamb still wanted to argue. But the fierce wolf had already pounced upon and ate him."
The moral of the story: Lamb is super-tasty.