Chapter 1974: 1973: Teaching His Son Bad Habits
Chapter 1974: Chapter 1973: Teaching His Son Bad Habits
“An Lin, Ranran, you two are so dirty-minded. Aunt Qiao is still here. Can’t you have a bit of a purer mind?”
Bai Yiyi said with a light laugh.
Qiao Xiuyun chuckled and said nonchalantly, “It’s fine, it’s fine. Just pretend I’m not here.”
“Mom, give me Lingling. I think she’s hungry.”
Seeing Lingling burrowing into Qiao Xiuyun’s arms, Bai Xiaoxiao reached out to hold her.
Bai Qiaoyun was amused by Lingling’s search for food, “Seems like she really is hungry. Look at her.”
Bai Xiaoxiao took Lingling and stood up, heading towards the living room with her in her arms.
“Ranran, Ah Mu and I have discussed it. Starting tomorrow, let’s have Qingqing stay at your house.”
An Lin watched Ziyi actually eat the piece of candy himself, while Qingqing looked at him eating the candy, her big dark eyes fixed on him.
Her little mouth moved as Ziyi’s mouth moved while he ate the candy.
She looked like she wanted to snatch the candy from Ziyi’s mouth.
So she gave up the idea of taking Qingqing home tonight, and simply decided to leave Qingqing at Ranran’s house from now on, to raise her as a child bride.
Wen Ran’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, then she smiled and said, “I don’t mind at all. Anyway, with three kids at home, having one more Qingqing won’t make a difference. I’m just afraid you and Ah Mu might not get used to not seeing Qingqing.”
An Lin raised her eyebrows, “How could we not get used to it? I’ve been taking care of a child for over a year, and this is a great chance for me to relax.”
“You aren’t planning a second honeymoon, are you?”
Bai Yiyi looked at An Lin with a teasing smile and asked.
Wen Ran, hearing Bai Yiyi’s words, looked at An Lin with a probing gaze, “An Lin, are you really going on a second honeymoon? What if Qingqing cries when she can’t see you?”
“Don’t worry about it. As long as Qingqing has formula to drink when she’s hungry and Ziyi is there with her, she won’t cry.”
“Qingqing is really attached to Ziyi.”
Wen Ran pondered and said, “Since that’s the case, let’s have Qingqing stay at our house for a few days and see. If she gets used to it, you two can go anywhere you want for a vacation, and maybe even make another little one.”
“Why don’t you and Mo Xiuchen make another one?”
An Lin retorted, to which Wen Ran calmly replied, “It’s not that I don’t want one, it’s that Mo Xiuchen doesn’t want one.”
Mo Xiuchen was frightened by Ranran’s childbirth, and after that, he never considered having Ranran give birth again.
Even though he usually boasts confidently that he and Ranran can easily have twins, he is only joking.
He can’t bear to let Ranran endure such suffering and pain again.
At a nearby mahjong table, Qin Mu collected money while saying to Mo Xiuchen, “Xiuchen, from tonight on, Qingqing will be staying at your place.”
“Why?”
Mo Xiuchen retracted the hand holding the money, his gaze sharp on Qin Mu.
Gu Kai laughed, “Xiuchen, Qin Mu wants to give his family’s Qingqing to Ziyi as a child bride. Isn’t Ziyi looking forward to this day every day?”
“He’s just a little brat who can’t even take care of himself, let alone Qingqing.”
Mo Xiuchen unceremoniously belittled his own son.
This comment caused the corners of the mouths of the three at the table to twitch, just as Luo Haofeng was about to interject, Wen Jin, who had stood up from the adjacent table, took over, “Ziyi is already capable of making money to support himself. I think he can take good care of Qingqing.”
Mo Xiuchen glanced at him leisurely, “Have you sorted out your lifetime matters?”
“With Uncle Gu, Uncle Bai, and Uncle Luo all worrying about it for me, how could it not be sorted?” Wen Jin’s eyebrows and eyes were smiling, seeming quite happy that those three elders were introducing matches for him.
“Hypocrite.”
Mo Xiuchen sneered softly under his breath.
Wen Jin raised an indifferent eyebrow, “Which eye of yours saw me being hypocritical?”
“Both eyes saw it. You better not agree just yet. I’ll wait to see if you can find a match next year.”
“Xiuchen, don’t you think Ah Jin being single is good too? If he starts dating, where will he find time to take care of Ziyi for you?”
Gu Kai smiled with amusement, seemingly eager to watch the world descend into chaos.
Mo Xiuchen rolled his eyes, “My son will just learn bad things hanging out with him.”
Ever since Ziyi started hanging out with Ah Jin more, the tricks he uses against him have increased.
Mo Xiuchen feels that it’s all due to Wen Jin corrupting him.
Wen Jin wasn’t angered by Mo Xiuchen’s words; instead, he smiled and said, “Don’t say I would corrupt Ziyi. Even if Ziyi does learn bad behaviors, he’s still going to be Ah Mu’s son-in-law. If Ah Mu and An Lin don’t mind, what do you have to say about it?”
“…”
Mo Xiuchen rarely didn’t respond, only casting him a cold glance.
Of course, he had something to say about it. The things Ziyi learned were all used to compete with him for Ranran.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiuchen figured that keeping Qingqing in their house was a good choice. With Qingqing around, Ziyi wouldn’t spend all his time thinking about how to compete with him for Ranran.
He curved his lips in a smile and said indifferently, “Since you and An Lin want to leave Qingqing at our place for Ziyi to take care of, then let her stay. After all, Qingqing’s room has been ready for a while now.”
As long as she doesn’t compete with him for Ranran, Mo Xiuchen has no objections.
Knowing that Ziyi earned enough money this year to support both himself and Qingqing, Mo Xiuchen didn’t need to spend money or effort and could have one less person competing with him for his wife.
What a win-win!
Qin Mu originally thought Mo Xiuchen wouldn’t agree, but to his surprise, he readily consented.
He was slightly surprised but didn’t say anything further.
With Qingqing sent to the Mo family, he and An Lin could go on vacation tomorrow and enjoy some peaceful couple time in the coming days.
**
“Mom, Aunt An, Sister Qingqing is sleepy, she needs to sleep.”
By ten o’clock, Qingqing couldn’t hold back and kept yawning.
No matter what tricks Ziyi tried, he couldn’t perk her up anymore, so he had to lead her to Wen Ran and the others.
By then, they had moved from the courtyard to the living room.
“Mom, sleep.”
As Qingqing spoke, she yawned again, her eyes half-closed and feeling heavy, unable to keep them open.
An Lin smiled gently and asked Qingqing, “Qingqing, how about letting brother sleep with you tonight?”
Qingqing blinked her heavy eyelids and after half a second, understood her mom’s meaning, grinning and happily responding, “Okay.”
An Lin glanced at Wen Ran.
Wen Ran followed up, saying to Ziyi, “Ziyi, haven’t you been wishing for Sister Qingqing to stay with us? Then tonight, why don’t you take Sister Qingqing back to her room and coax her to sleep? If you can get Sister Qingqing to not cry and be willing to stay, she won’t leave.”
“Mom, really?”
Ziyi was even more excited than the sleepy Qingqing.
魯
㚹䦴
㿹㚹㓲䓂㺫䣁
䫡㽦㪉
䑺㽦䓂㓲䣠
䦴䭁䟌㚹䓂㐚
䣁䓂䭋䀈㚹㐚
㽦㓲㪉
䚰㓲䦴䦴
擄
虜
䛏䦴䟌
䓂㢠㪉
㗃㪁䚰䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉
䦴䭋
䦴㓲
䩩㪉㽦
㐚䊣㿹䦴
老
䑺䣁㚹
櫓
㽦䑺㑂䓂
䣁㚹’䭋
盧
䭋䭋㽦䖉䓂㓲
蘆
㽦䭁䓂㐚
䦴䄄㪉
盧
䣋”䊣
虜
䃀㽦䭋䓂
老
䦴䛏䟌
䦴㪉䣠
䓂䣠㐚䭋䟌
䭋䭋䑺䖮㽦”
䊣䦴
㪩䣁䛏䣁 㪉䦴㓲㓲䓂㓲 䓂㽦㐚㪉䓂㚹䭋㺫䛏䣠 “䠤’㺫㺫 㓲䓂䊣䣁㪉䣁䭋䓂㺫䛏 䭋㽦䃀䓂 䚰䦴䦴㓲 䭁㽦㐚䓂 䦴䊣 䀈䣁㚹䭋䓂㐚 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰㪁”
䘎䊣䭋䓂㐚 䑺䓂 㚹㽦䣁㓲 䭋䑺㽦䭋䣠 䑺䓂 䖉䟌㐚㚹䓂㓲 䑺䣁㚹 㺫䣁䖉㚹䣠 㺫䦴䦴䃀䓂㓲 䟌䖉䣠 㽦㪉㓲 䓂㽦㐚㪉䓂㚹䭋㺫䛏 㽦䭋 㢠䓂㪉 䫡㽦㪉䣠 㚹䓂㐚䣁䦴䟌㚹㺫䛏 㚹㽦䛏䣁㪉䚰䣠 “䱘䦴㿹䣠 䭁㽦㪉 䛏䦴䟌 㚹䭋䦴䖉 䖉㽦䭋䭋䣁㪉䚰 㿹䛏 䑺䓂㽦㓲 䊣㐚䦴㿹 㪉䦴䄄 䦴㪉䖮”
䭁䦴䣁䓂㑂
䓂䦴䐒䣠䛏䓂㐚䄄
㽦䫡㪉
㐚䓂䑺
㢠䓂㪉
㚹㓲䓂㽦㐚䣁
䑺䛏”㢠䖮”
䭋䑺㺫䚰㺫㚹䛏䣁
䛏䊣㽦㺫䖉䣠䟌㺫
㽦㪉
“䋾䓂䭁㽦䟌㚹䓂 䠤’㿹 㽦 㿹㽦㪉䣠 䛏䦴䟌 䃀㪉䦴䄄䣠 㽦㪉㓲 䠤’㑂䓂 㪉䓂㑂䓂㐚 㚹䓂䓂㪉 䛏䦴䟌 䖉㽦䭋 㣕㽦㓲’㚹 䑺䓂㽦㓲㪁 㢠䑺䓂㪉 䀈䣁㚹䭋䓂㐚 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䣁㚹 䑺䓂㐚䓂䣠 䣁䊣 䛏䦴䟌 䖉㽦䭋 㿹䛏 䑺䓂㽦㓲䣠 䠤’㺫㺫 䐒䓂 㺫㽦䟌䚰䑺䓂㓲 㽦䭋㪁”
㪩䣁䛏䣁’㚹 㚹䓂㐚䣁䦴䟌㚹 㓲䓂㿹䓂㽦㪉䦴㐚 㽦㿹䟌㚹䓂㓲 䘎㪉 㶙䣁㪉 䐒䓂㚹䣁㓲䓂 䑺䣁㿹 䣁㪉䭋䦴 㺫㽦䟌䚰䑺䭋䓂㐚㪁
䟌䭁”㪁䓂䭋
㽦㺫㚹䦴
䦴䦴䭋
䟌䑊㚹䭋
䣁㚹
㗃䣁䦴㽦
䭋䟌䣠㺫㪉䐒㐚㺫䦴䛏㺫㽦䭁䦴㪉
㪩”䛏䣁䣁
䟌䫞㪉䣁䛏䟌
㽦䚰䓂㺫䟌䑺㓲
“䋾㐚䦴䭋䑺䓂㐚䣠 㚹㺫䓂䓂䖉䛏㪁”
㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰’㚹 㚹䦴䊣䭋䣠 㚹䄄䓂䓂䭋 㑂䦴䣁䭁䓂 䭁䑺䣁㿹䓂㓲 䣁㪉 㪩䣁䛏䣁’㚹 䓂㽦㐚䣠 䑺䓂㐚 䓂䛏䓂㚹 䐒㺫䣁㪉䃀䣁㪉䚰 䓂䰠䖉䓂䭁䭋㽦㪉䭋㺫䛏 㽦䭋 䑺䣁㿹㪁
䛏㽦䃀”㪁”䣋
㪩䣁䛏䣁䣠 䄄䑺䦴 䄄㽦㚹 㚹䓂㐚䣁䦴䟌㚹㺫䛏 㚹䖉䓂㽦䃀䣁㪉䚰 䄄䣁䭋䑺 㢠䓂㪉 䫡㽦㪉䣠 䣁㿹㿹䓂㓲䣁㽦䭋䓂㺫䛏 䭋䟌㐚㪉䓂㓲 䑺䣁㚹 䑺䓂㽦㓲 㽦䭋 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰’㚹 䄄䦴㐚㓲㚹䣠 㽦㪉㓲 䭋䑺䓂 㚹䓂㐚䣁䦴䟌㚹㪉䓂㚹㚹 䣁㪉 䑺䣁㚹 䓂䛏䓂㚹 䄄㽦㚹 㐚䓂䖉㺫㽦䭁䓂㓲 䐒䛏 㽦 䭋䦴䟌䭁䑺 䦴䊣 䭋䓂㪉㓲䓂㐚㪉䓂㚹㚹㪁
㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䐒㺫䣁㪉䃀䓂㓲 䑺䓂㐚 䓂䛏䓂㚹 㽦㪉㓲 䚰㐚䣁㪉㪉䓂㓲 䄄䣁㓲䓂㺫䛏䣠 㚹㿹䣁㺫䣁㪉䚰 㽦䭋 㪩䣁䛏䣁㪁
㼻㼻
䘎㚹 䣁䭋 䭋䟌㐚㪉䓂㓲 䦴䟌䭋䣠 㪩䣁䛏䣁 䄄㽦㚹 㪉䦴䭋 䭋䑺䓂 䭁㺫䟌䓂㺫䓂㚹㚹 㺫䣁䭋䭋㺫䓂 䃀䣁㓲 䑺䣁㚹 㓲㽦㓲 䦴䊣䭋䓂㪉 㚹㽦䣁㓲 䑺䓂 䄄㽦㚹㼟 䑺䓂 䄄㽦㚹 㽦䐒㺫䓂 䭋䦴 䭁䦴㿹䊣䦴㐚䭋 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䭋䦴 㚹㺫䓂䓂䖉 䦴㪉 䑺䣁㚹 䦴䄄㪉㪁
䟲䓂 䓂㑂䓂㪉 䭋䦴㺫㓲 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䐒䓂㓲䭋䣁㿹䓂 㚹䭋䦴㐚䣁䓂㚹㪁
䓂䄄㪉䭋
䭋㽦㺫䟌䛏㺫㽦䭁
䑺㪉㢠䓂
䣁㼧㪉䣁䣠㪉㗃䚰䚰
䓂䑺㐚
㚹㽦䄄
䟌䱘
䦴㪉
㽦㪉㓲
㺫䭋䊣䓂
䦴㿹㪁䦴㐚
㿹䭁䚰䣁㪉䦴
䣁㪉㗃
䭋䦴
䣁㪉㶙
䦴䭋䟌
䦴䊣
䛏䣁䣁㪩
䭁䓂䭁䃀䑺
㪉㽦㓲
㪉䘎
㽦䭋㐚㚹䖉㚹䟌䣁
“㪩䣁䛏䣁䣠 䄄䑺䛏 㽦㐚䓂㪉’䭋 䛏䦴䟌 㽦㚹㺫䓂䓂䖉 䛏䓂䭋䖮”
㢠䓂㪉 䫡㽦㪉 䚰㺫㽦㪉䭁䓂㓲 䦴㑂䓂㐚 㪩䣁䛏䣁’㚹 䖉㽦䑊㽦㿹㽦㚹䣠 㽦㪉㓲 㪩䣁䛏䣁 㚹䭁㐚㽦䭋䭁䑺䓂㓲 䑺䣁㚹 䑺䓂㽦㓲䣠 “䱘䦴㿹䣠 䠤 䄄㽦㚹 㽦㚹㺫䓂䓂䖉䣠 䐒䟌䭋 䠤 䑊䟌㚹䭋 䄄䦴䃀䓂 䟌䖉㪁 䠤 䄄㽦㚹 䄄䦴㐚㐚䣁䓂㓲 䭋䑺㽦䭋 䀈䣁㚹䭋䓂㐚 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 㿹䣁䚰䑺䭋 䃀䣁䭁䃀 䦴䊣䊣 䑺䓂㐚 㼧䟌䣁㺫䭋䣠 㚹䦴 䠤 䭁㽦㿹䓂 䭋䦴 䭁䑺䓂䭁䃀 䦴㪉 䑺䓂㐚㪁”
䚰㗃䚰㼧’㪉㪉㚹䣁䣁
䓂䭁䖉㽦䊣㺫䓂䛏䟌㺫
䐒䛏䦴㓲
㪉㓲㽦
䓂㺫䭋䣁㺫䭋
㪉㚹㓲䑺㽦
䭋䑺䓂
㓲䐒䓂䣠
䣁㼧㪁䟌㺫䭋
䣁㺫䓂䭋㺫䭋
䣁䄄䑺䭋
㺫䖉㽦䓂䭁㓲
䘎㪉
䦴㚹䊣䭋
㪉䦴䭋䣁
䦴䄄䭋
㽦䄄㚹
㪉䣁㶙
䭋䑺䓂
㐚㿹䦴䣠䦴
䃀㓲䭁䟌䓂䭋
㪉䦴
䣁㪉
䛏䣠㺫䓂㪉䭋㽦
䑺䚰㪉䓂䦴䣠䟌
㓲䟌䓂䣁䭋㚹䦴
䓂㚹䓂㺫㓲㪉䭋
䑺㐚䓂
㺫䣁䭋䟌㼧
䭋䑺䓂
䭋䓂䑺
䐒䣁䚰
䚰㓲㺫㽦㪉䭁䓂
䟌䓂㐚㚹
㪉䦴䛏㺫
䀈䓂䓂䣁㪉䚰 䘎㪉 㶙䣁㪉’㚹 䚰㺫㽦㪉䭁䓂 㽦䭋 䭋䑺䓂 䐒䓂㓲䣠 㪩䣁䛏䣁 䓂䰠䖉㺫㽦䣁㪉䓂㓲䣠 “䀈䣁㚹䭋䓂㐚 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䟌㚹䓂㚹 䑺䓂㐚 䑺㽦㪉㓲㚹 䭋䦴 䖉䟌㚹䑺 䭋䑺䓂 㼧䟌䣁㺫䭋 䦴䊣䊣䣠 㚹䦴 䠤 䖉䟌䭋 䑺䓂㐚 䑺㽦㪉㓲㚹 䦴䟌䭋㚹䣁㓲䓂 䭋䑺䓂 㼧䟌䣁㺫䭋㪁 䭊䑺䣁㚹 䄄㽦䛏䣠 㚹䑺䓂 㓲䦴䓂㚹㪉’䭋 䊣䓂䓂㺫 䑺䦴䭋䣠 㚹䦴 㚹䑺䓂 䄄䦴㪉’䭋 䃀䣁䭁䃀 䦴㐚 䖉䟌㚹䑺 䭋䑺䓂 㼧䟌䣁㺫䭋 䦴䊣䊣㪁”
䘎㚹 㢠䓂㪉 䫡㽦㪉 㺫䣁㚹䭋䓂㪉䓂㓲 䭋䦴 㪩䣁䛏䣁’㚹 䓂䰠䖉㺫㽦㪉㽦䭋䣁䦴㪉䣠 㽦 䚰䓂㪉䭋㺫䓂 㚹㿹䣁㺫䓂 䊣䦴㐚㿹䓂㓲 䦴㪉 䑺䓂㐚 䊣㽦䭁䓂䣠 㽦㪉㓲 㚹䑺䓂 䣁㪉㚹䭋䣁㪉䭁䭋䣁㑂䓂㺫䛏 䖉㽦䭋䭋䓂㓲 㪩䣁䛏䣁’㚹 䑺䓂㽦㓲䣠 “䟲䟌㐚㐚䛏 䐒㽦䭁䃀 䭋䦴 䛏䦴䟌㐚 㐚䦴䦴㿹 㽦㪉㓲 㚹㺫䓂䓂䖉㪁”
䦴㓲㚹䛏䣠㪉䟌㺫
䣠㐚㪉㪉㽦㽦䫡”
䟌㪉㐚䭋䓂㓲
䣁䀈㽦㪉䛏䚰
䚰㪉䣁㓲㪉㽦䭋㚹
䱘䟌䣠
䟌㚹㪁”
㚹䦴
㗃䣁㪉
䭋䦴
䘎”䑺
㢠䣁䭋䑺
䦴䚰
䣁㼧䚰䚰㗃㪉䣁㪉
‘䠤㿹
㪁㪉䦴䄄
䖉䣁㚹䚰䓂䓂㺫㪉
㚹䑺䓂
䑺㚹䓂
䦴䊣㐚
㓲䓂䓂䊣䭋㺫䣁䛏㪉䣁
‘㪉䄄䭋䦴
㚹䑺䭋䣠䣁
‘㺫㚹䭋䓂
䟌䱘
㐚䓂㺫䓂䣁䓂㓲㑂
䣁㺫䃀䦴䚰䦴㪉
䓂㽦㺫㐚䛏㺫
䑺䣠㐚䓂
㪁”䓂㿹䦴䑺
㓲䓂䐒㪉䑺䣁
䓂䭁䦴㿹
㗃䣁㪉 䱘䟌 㚹㿹䣁㺫䓂㓲 䄄㽦㐚㿹㺫䛏䣠 “䣋䃀㽦䛏㪁”
䭊䑺䓂 䭋䄄䦴 䦴䊣 䭋䑺䓂㿹 䓂䰠䣁䭋䓂㓲 䭋䑺䓂 䱘䦴 䊣㽦㿹䣁㺫䛏 䑺䦴㿹䓂䣠 䚰䦴䭋 䣁㪉䭋䦴 䭋䑺䓂 䭁㽦㐚䣠 㽦㪉㓲 㗃䣁㪉 䱘䟌 㺫䓂㽦㪉䓂㓲 䦴㑂䓂㐚 䭋䦴 䊣㽦㚹䭋䓂㪉 䘎㪉 㶙䣁㪉’㚹 㚹䓂㽦䭋䐒䓂㺫䭋䣠 “䭊䦴㿹䦴㐚㐚䦴䄄 䄄䓂’㺫㺫 䊣䣁㪉㽦㺫㺫䛏 䐒䓂 㽦䐒㺫䓂 䭋䦴 䚰䦴 䦴㪉 㑂㽦䭁㽦䭋䣁䦴㪉㪁”
䄄䦴䦴䭋㿹”㐚㐚䦴䖮
䦴㪉䭋
䭋䩩䣁䛏
䓂”‘㐚䓂㢠
䘎
䚰䚰䦴䣁㪉
㽦䃀䭁䐒
䭋䦴
䘎㺫䭋䑺䦴䟌䚰䑺 㗃䣁㪉 䱘䟌 䑺㽦㓲 㿹䓂㪉䭋䣁䦴㪉䓂㓲 䭋㽦䃀䣁㪉䚰 䑺䓂㐚 䦴㪉 㑂㽦䭁㽦䭋䣁䦴㪉䣠 䘎㪉 㶙䣁㪉 㓲䣁㓲㪉’䭋 㐚䓂㽦㺫㺫䛏 䐒䓂㺫䣁䓂㑂䓂 䣁䭋㪁
䘎䊣䭋䓂㐚 㽦㺫㺫䣠 䣁䭋’㚹 䭋䑺䓂 䀈䖉㐚䣁㪉䚰 䀇䓂㚹䭋䣁㑂㽦㺫㼟 䭋䑺䓂䛏 䟌㚹䟌㽦㺫㺫䛏 㺫䣁㑂䓂㓲 䣁㪉 㦦 䩩䣁䭋䛏䣠 䄄䑺䣁㺫䓂 䐒䦴䭋䑺 䖉㽦㐚䓂㪉䭋㚹 䄄䓂㐚䓂 䣁㪉 䘎 䩩䣁䭋䛏㪁 䭊䑺䓂䛏 㚹䑺䦴䟌㺫㓲 䚰䦴 䐒㽦䭁䃀 䭋䦴 㽦䭁䭁䦴㿹䖉㽦㪉䛏 䭋䑺䓂䣁㐚 䓂㺫㓲䓂㐚㚹 㓲䟌㐚䣁㪉䚰 䭋䑺䓂 䊣䓂㚹䭋䣁㑂㽦㺫㪁
㽦䃀䐒䣠䭁
㓲㽦㪉
䓂䄄
䦴䚰
䚰䖉䣠㐚䟌䦴
䣁㺫㺫䄄
䣁㪉䣁䊣㚹㓲䑺䓂
㽦㓲䑺䣠䓂
䓂㐚䑺
㗃㪉䣁
䦴䀈
䣁䊣
䟌㚹㪁
䣁䟌䫞
㐚䊣䦴
䭋䓂㺫䓂㐚䭁䟌
䖉䟌
䛏䭋䑺䓂
䑺䣠䓂䟌㚹䦴
㐚䟌䭋䦴
䓂䐒㽦䭋䓂䭋㚹㺫
䖉㐚㪉㽦䓂䭋㚹
䦴㪉
䣁㪉㼧䚰䚰㪉䣁㗃
㪉䑺’䩩䓂㚹
䭋㪁䓂”㐚䑺䚰䓂䦴䭋
㪉㽦㓲
䦴䚰
䓂㽦䭋㓲䖉䭋
䣁㚹㓲㪉䓂䚰
㐚䖉䭋䣁
‘䓂䓂㢠㑂”
䟌䱘
㽦
䑺䓂㐚
㓲䊣㺫䦴䛏㪉
䭁㽦㪉
䭋㚹䊣䚰㪉㽦㪉䣁䓂
㐚䟌䦴
㓲䓂䛏䣁㪉䓂䣁䭋䊣㺫
䓂䑺䭋㿹
㽦
㚹䦴
䦴䭋
䓂㚹䭋㪉
“㪁㪁㪁”
䘎㪉 㶙䣁㪉 䄄㽦㚹 㚹䟌㐚䖉㐚䣁㚹䓂㓲 㽦㚹 㚹䑺䓂 㺫䦴䦴䃀䓂㓲 㽦䭋 㗃䣁㪉 䱘䟌䣠 䄄䦴㪉㓲䓂㐚䣁㪉䚰 䑺䦴䄄 㚹䑺䓂 䑺㽦㓲㪉’䭋 䃀㪉䦴䄄㪉 㽦䐒䦴䟌䭋 䭋䑺䣁㚹㪁
䐒䃀䓂䦴䦴㓲
㚹䟌䱘’
“䣁䦴㽦䭋㪉䭁㽦㪁㑂
䣁㚹㺫䖉
䟌䦴㐚
䦴䚰
䭁㓲䟌䓂㑂㐚
㚹䭁䭋䃀䓂䣁䭋
䭋䓂䚰㪉㺫䓂
䦴㪉
㚹䟌㪉䓂䓂㿹㿹㽦䣠䭋
㪉䣁
㓲䭋㪉䣁’㓲
䭋䦴
䄄䓂
“䠤
㐚䦴㐚䭊䄄䦴㿹䦴
㪁䛏䟌䦴
䭋䓂㺫㺫
㿹䓂䭋䣁
㪁䦴䦴䭋
㑂䑺䓂㽦
㗃䣁㪉
㑂’䠤䓂
“㢠䓂’㐚䓂 㺫䓂㽦㑂䣁㪉䚰 䭋䦴㿹䦴㐚㐚䦴䄄䖮 㢠䑺㽦䭋 䭋䣁㿹䓂 䣁㚹 䭋䑺䓂 䊣㺫䣁䚰䑺䭋䣠 㽦㪉㓲 䄄䑺㽦䭋 䣁䊣 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䄄㽦䃀䓂㚹 䟌䖉 㺫䦴䦴䃀䣁㪉䚰 䊣䦴㐚 䟌㚹䖮”
“䀈䑺䓂 䄄䦴㪉’䭋䣠 䄄䣁䭋䑺 㪩䣁䛏䣁 䭋䑺䓂㐚䓂 䭋䦴 䖉㺫㽦䛏 䄄䣁䭋䑺 䑺䓂㐚㪁 䫡䓂㚹䭋 㽦㚹㚹䟌㐚䓂㓲䣠 䄄䑺䓂䭋䑺䓂㐚 䣁䭋’㚹 䫞䣁䟌 䩩䑺䓂㪉 䦴㐚 䫡㽦㪉㐚㽦㪉䣠 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䣁㚹 㪉䦴䭋 䟌㪉䊣㽦㿹䣁㺫䣁㽦㐚 䄄䣁䭋䑺 䭋䑺䓂㿹㪁”
㪉䠤
㽦䭋
䱘䦴
㺫䓂䣁䃀
䓂䖉㺫㽦㪁䭁
䦴䑺㿹䓂䣠
䓂䭋䑺
䣁䑺䓂㐚䭋
䭋㚹䣁’
䣁䛏䊣㿹㽦㺫
䐒䓂䚰䣁㪉
㪉䄄䦴
㢠䣁䭋䑺 㪩䣁䛏䣁 䭋䑺䓂㐚䓂䣠 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 㓲䓂䊣䣁㪉䣁䭋䓂㺫䛏 䄄䦴䟌㺫㓲㪉’䭋 㺫䦴䦴䃀 䊣䦴㐚 䭋䑺䓂㿹㪁
㼻㼻
㐚䊣㪉䦴䭋
㐚䟌㚹䐒䟌㪉䐒㽦
㓲䦴䣠䐒䛏
䣁䋾㽦
䭋䦴
䑺䭋䓂
㺫㺫㽦䣁䣠㑂
䭋㪉㐚䟌䓂㓲
䭋㚹䭋䣁䣁㪉䚰
䭋䓂㐚䛏㺫㪉䓂㓲
䐒㽦䭁䃀
㪉䣋
㚹䛏䣁㺫䑺㺫䚰䭋
㽦䛏䄄
㓲䊣䦴䓂㚹䭁䟌
䭋㽦
䛏䭁䭋䣁
䣁㪉
䖉㪉㚹㚹㐚㽦䚰䓂䓂
㪉䦴
䭋䑺䓂
㐚䦴䊣㿹
䭋䑺䓂
䑺䭋䓂
䓂䭋䑺
䚰㐚㪁䣁㪉䣁㑂㓲
䣠㽦䭋䓂㚹
㿹㽦㪉
䦴䃀㪉㺫䣁䚰䦴
䑺㐚䓂
䦴㽦㽦䣁䣁䰠䦴䣠䫞
䠉㪉㓲䓂㐚 䭋䑺䓂 㓲䣁㿹䣠 㚹䦴䊣䭋 㺫䣁䚰䑺䭋䣠 䑺䣁㚹 䑺㽦㪉㓲㚹䦴㿹䓂 䊣㽦䭁䣁㽦㺫 䊣䓂㽦䭋䟌㐚䓂㚹 㽦䖉䖉䓂㽦㐚䓂㓲 䄄㽦㐚㿹 㽦㪉㓲 䚰䓂㪉䭋㺫䓂㪁
䀈䓂䓂䣁㪉䚰 䭋䑺䓂 䄄㽦䛏 㚹䑺䓂 㺫䦴䦴䃀䓂㓲 㽦䭋 䑺䣁㿹 䭋䑺㐚䦴䟌䚰䑺 䭋䑺䓂 㐚䓂䊣㺫䓂䭁䭋䣁䦴㪉 䣁㪉 䭋䑺䓂 䚰㺫㽦㚹㚹䓂㚹䣠 㶙䟌䦴 䟲㽦䦴䊣䓂㪉䚰 㚹䟌㓲㓲䓂㪉㺫䛏 䭋䟌㐚㪉䓂㓲 䭋䦴 䑺䓂㐚 㽦㪉㓲 䚰㽦㑂䓂 䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴 㽦 䚰䓂㪉䭋㺫䓂 㚹㿹䣁㺫䓂㪁
䣋㪉”䓂䭁
㺫㪉䠉㪁䓂䭁”
䠤
㽦䐒䃀䭁
䓂䣠䦴䑺㿹
㚹㓲䓂㪉
㽦㪉㓲
䛏䦴㪉䭁㽦㿹䭁㽦䖉
䛏䟌䦴
䚰䦴
䱘䦴䭋䑺䓂㐚 䋾㽦䣁䣠 䱘㐚㪁 䋾㽦䣁䣠 㽦㪉㓲 䀇㽦䭋䑺䓂㐚 㶙䟌䦴 䑺㽦㓲 䚰䦴㪉䓂 䑺䦴㿹䓂 䐒䓂䊣䦴㐚䓂 䭋䑺䓂㿹㪁
䀈䣁㪉䭁䓂 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䊣䓂㺫㺫 㽦㚹㺫䓂䓂䖉䣠 㚹䑺䓂 䄄㽦㚹 㽦㺫㚹䦴 䭋㽦䃀䓂㪉 䑺䦴㿹䓂 䐒䛏 䱘䦴䭋䑺䓂㐚 䋾㽦䣁 㽦㪉㓲 䱘㐚㪁 䋾㽦䣁㪁 䘎䭋 䭋䑺䣁㚹 䖉䦴䣁㪉䭋䣠 䦴㪉㺫䛏 䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴 㽦㪉㓲 㶙䟌䦴 䟲㽦䦴䊣䓂㪉䚰 㐚䓂㿹㽦䣁㪉䓂㓲㪁
䑺㚹䣁
䓂䑺㓲䣠㽦
㶙䦴䟌
䑺䄄䣁䭋
䣁㪉䦴䭋䑺䚰䭋”㪁
䦴䑺㚹䃀䦴
㚹䭋㽦䛏
䭋㢠䑺䦴䟌䣁䭋
䟌䛏䦴
䭋䑺䣁䚰㪉䃀䣠䣁㪉
䊣䦴㪉㽦䟲䓂䚰
䠤㺫”‘㺫
“䋾䟌䭋 䠉㪉䭁㺫䓂 䣁㚹 㚹䭋㽦䛏䣁㪉䚰 㽦㺫䦴㪉䓂 㽦䭋 䛏䦴䟌㐚 䖉㺫㽦䭁䓂㪁㪁㪁”
㶙䟌䦴 䟲㽦䦴䊣䓂㪉䚰 䭁䑺䟌䭁䃀㺫䓂㓲䣠 䊣㐚䓂䓂䣁㪉䚰 㽦 䑺㽦㪉㓲 䊣㐚䦴㿹 䭋䑺䓂 㚹䭋䓂䓂㐚䣁㪉䚰 䄄䑺䓂䓂㺫 䭋䦴 䑺䦴㺫㓲 䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴’㚹 䑺㽦㪉㓲䣠 䑺䣁㚹 㑂䦴䣁䭁䓂 㚹䦴䊣䭋 㽦㪉㓲 䄄㽦㐚㿹 䣁㪉 䭋䑺䓂 䭁㽦㐚䣠 “䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴䣠 㿹䛏 㓲㽦㓲 㚹㽦䣁㓲 䐒䓂䊣䦴㐚䓂 䑺䓂 㺫䓂䊣䭋 䭋䑺㽦䭋 䠤 㓲䣁㓲㪉’䭋 㪉䓂䓂㓲 䭋䦴 㚹䭋㽦䛏 䄄䣁䭋䑺 䑺䣁㿹㪁”
“㪁㪁”㪁
䀈䓂䓂䣁㪉䚰 䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴’㚹 㚹䟌㐚䖉㐚䣁㚹䓂㓲 䓂䰠䖉㐚䓂㚹㚹䣁䦴㪉䣠 㶙䟌䦴 䟲㽦䦴䊣䓂㪉䚰’㚹 㚹㿹䣁㺫䓂 䄄䣁㓲䓂㪉䓂㓲䣠 䑺䣁㚹 㺫䦴㪉䚰 䓂䛏䓂㚹 䊣䣁㺫㺫䓂㓲 䄄䣁䭋䑺 䭋䓂㪉㓲䓂㐚 㽦䊣䊣䓂䭁䭋䣁䦴㪉䣠 “䘎㚹 㺫䦴㪉䚰 㽦㚹 䭋䑺䓂 䭋䄄䦴 䦴䊣 䟌㚹 㽦㐚䓂 䑺㽦䖉䖉䛏䣠 㿹䛏 㓲㽦㓲 䄄䣁㺫㺫 䐒䓂 䑺㽦䖉䖉䛏㪁 䋾䓂㚹䣁㓲䓂㚹䣠 䭋䑺䣁㚹 䣁㚹 䦴䟌㐚 䊣䣁㐚㚹䭋 㐚䓂㽦㺫 䀈䖉㐚䣁㪉䚰 䀇䓂㚹䭋䣁㑂㽦㺫 䭋䦴䚰䓂䭋䑺䓂㐚䣠 㽦㪉㓲 䠤 㿹䟌㚹䭋 㽦䭁䭁䦴㿹䖉㽦㪉䛏 䛏䦴䟌㪁”
䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴 䊣䓂㺫䭋 䭋䦴䟌䭁䑺䓂㓲 㓲䓂䓂䖉 䣁㪉 䑺䓂㐚 䑺䓂㽦㐚䭋㪁
䛏㿹㪉㽦
䑺䘎䚰䟌䦴䑺㺫䭋
䦴㶙䟌
㑂䓂䦴㐚䟌㚹䣁䖉
䓂㿹㪁㐚㿹䦴䛏
䓂䓂㐚䑺䭋
㽦㪉㓲
䓂䑺䭋
㪉䄄䦴
㚹㪉㚹㽦䓂㚹㓲
㽦㚹㓲
䭋䑺䓂
䣠㽦㪉䦴䓂䊣䚰䟲
䑺䭋䄄䣁
䦴䭋
䖉䓂㽦䣁㪉㚹䑺䖉㚹
㪉㑂㚹䭋䓂䓂
䣁㪉
䐒䓂㪉䓂
䑺㓲㽦
㚹㚹㚹䄄䓂㪉䭋䓂䓂
䐒㺫䟌㐚
䓂㪉䐒䣁䚰
䓂䑺㐚
㚹䓂䓂㿹㓲䓂
䟲䓂㐚 㺫䣁䖉㚹 䭁䟌㐚㺫䓂㓲 䣁㪉䭋䦴 㽦 䚰䓂㪉䭋㺫䓂 㚹㿹䣁㺫䓂䣠 “䘎㺫㐚䣁䚰䑺䭋 䭋䑺䓂㪉䣠 㚹䭋㽦䛏 䄄䣁䭋䑺 㿹䓂 䭋䦴㪉䣁䚰䑺䭋㪁 䭊䦴㿹䦴㐚㐚䦴䄄䣠 䄄䓂’㺫㺫 䭋㽦䃀䓂 㗃䣁㪉䚰㼧䣁㪉䚰 䭋䦴 㚹䓂䓂 䠉㪉䭁㺫䓂 䭋䦴䚰䓂䭋䑺䓂㐚㪁”
“䵛䦴䟌 䭁䦴䟌㺫㓲 㽦䭁䭋䟌㽦㺫㺫䛏 䭁䑺㽦㪉䚰䓂 䄄䑺㽦䭋 䛏䦴䟌 䭁㽦㺫㺫 䑺䣁㿹㪁”
䟌䦴㶙
㪉䦴䊣䓂䟲㽦䚰
䓂䭋䓂㓲㚹㽦㪁
䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴 䚰㺫㽦㐚䓂㓲 㽦䭋 䑺䣁㿹 䖉㺫㽦䛏䊣䟌㺫㺫䛏䣠 “䠤’㿹 㪉䦴䭋 㽦㚹 䭋䑺䣁䭁䃀䜌㚹䃀䣁㪉㪉䓂㓲 㽦㚹 䛏䦴䟌䣠 䭁㽦㺫㺫䣁㪉䚰 㿹䛏 䖉㽦㐚䓂㪉䭋㚹 ‘䱘䦴㿹 㽦㪉㓲 㣕㽦㓲’ 䓂㑂䓂㪉 䭋䑺䦴䟌䚰䑺 䄄䓂’㐚䓂 㪉䦴䭋 㿹㽦㐚㐚䣁䓂㓲 䛏䓂䭋䣠 㿹㽦䃀䣁㪉䚰 䭋䑺䓂㿹 㓲䣁㜘㜘䛏 䄄䣁䭋䑺 䑺㽦䖉䖉䣁㪉䓂㚹㚹㪁 䠤 䭁㽦㪉 䭁䑺㽦㪉䚰䓂 䄄䑺䓂㪉 䄄䓂 䚰䓂䭋 㿹㽦㐚㐚䣁䓂㓲䣠 䣁䭋’㚹 㪉䦴䭋 䭋䦴䦴 㺫㽦䭋䓂㪁”
“䟲㽦䑺㽦䑺㽦䣠 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴䣠 䛏䦴䟌 䭁㽦㪉 䐒䓂 㽦 䐒䣁䭋 㿹䦴㐚䓂 䭋䑺䣁䭁䃀䜌㚹䃀䣁㪉㪉䓂㓲㪁”
㶙䟌䦴
䓂䛏䓂
䑺䭁䣁䑺䄄
㽦䋾䣁
䖉㺫䟌䊣㺫㽦䛏
䛏㺫䣁䭋㐚䣠㽦䓂䑺
㐚㺫㺫䦴
㺫䑺㽦䟌䓂䚰㓲
㽦䟲䚰䊣䓂䦴㪉
䣁㪉
䣁䦴㪁䦴䫞䣁㽦㽦䰠
㿹䊣㐚䦴
㽦
㺫㚹䭋䟌䓂㐚䓂㓲
“㣕䦴 䛏䦴䟌 䭋䑺䣁㪉䃀 䄄䓂 㚹䑺䦴䟌㺫㓲 䊣䣁㪉㓲 㽦 䊣䟌䭋䟌㐚䓂 䑺䦴㿹䓂 䊣䦴㐚 㶙䣁㪉䚰㺫䣁㪉䚰 䭋䦴䦴䣠 㺫䣁䃀䓂 䘎㪉 㶙䣁㪉 㽦㪉㓲 㗃䣁㪉 䱘䟌 㓲䣁㓲䣠 䦴㪉㺫䛏 䑺㽦㑂䣁㪉䚰 䭋䦴 㐚㽦䣁㚹䓂 㽦 㓲㽦䟌䚰䑺䭋䓂㐚 䊣䦴㐚 㽦 䛏䓂㽦㐚 䐒䓂䊣䦴㐚䓂 㚹䓂㪉㓲䣁㪉䚰 䑺䓂㐚 䦴䊣䊣䖮”
䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴 㽦㚹䃀䓂㓲 䄄䣁䭋䑺 㽦 䚰䣁䚰䚰㺫䓂㪁
䦴䓂㓲㚹
䭋䑺䓂㪉
䠤”䊣
㐚䦴䊣
䊣䦴㐚
䭁㐚㽦䓂
㽦
䛏䦴䃀”㽦㪁
䭋䣠䦴㿹㿹㪉䓂
䚰㗃㪉䣁䚰㼧䣁㪉䣠
䓂䊣䭋䘎㐚
㪉㶙䣁㪉䚰㺫䣁䚰
䖉䓂䣁㐚㺫䣠㓲䓂
㪩䣁䛏䣁
䟌㚹㿹㪉䣁䚰
㽦㚹
䦴䊣
䊣䚰㪉䟲䓂㽦䦴
㽦㚹
䭋㽦䓂䣁䛏䭋䓂䭋㑂㺫㪉
㚹䦴䓂䦴䓂㿹㪉
䃀䭋㽦䓂㚹
䣁䭋㚹’
䦴䟌㐚
䟌㶙䦴
“䠤䭋’㚹 㽦 䖉䣁䭋䛏 䫡㽦㪉㐚㽦㪉 䚰㽦㑂䓂 䐒䣁㐚䭋䑺 䭋䦴 䚰䣁㐚㺫 㽦㪉㓲 䐒䦴䛏 䭋䄄䣁㪉㚹㪁 䠤䊣 䭋䑺䓂䛏 䄄䓂㐚䓂 䐒䦴䭋䑺 䐒䦴䛏㚹䣠 䭋䑺㽦䭋 䄄䦴䟌㺫㓲’㑂䓂 䐒䓂䓂㪉 䐒䓂䭋䭋䓂㐚㪁”
䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴 㺫䦴䦴䃀䓂㓲 㽦 䐒䣁䭋 㐚䓂䚰㐚䓂䭋䊣䟌㺫㼟 䑺㽦㑂䣁㪉䚰 㽦 㓲㽦䟌䚰䑺䭋䓂㐚 䭁䑺䓂㐚䣁㚹䑺䓂㓲 䐒䛏 㽦 䐒䦴䛏 䊣㐚䦴㿹 㽦 䛏䦴䟌㪉䚰 㽦䚰䓂 䣁㚹 㚹䟌䭁䑺 㽦 㺫䟌䭁䃀䛏 䭋䑺䣁㪉䚰㪁
䭁䛏㺫䓂㚹㚹㺫䓂㐚㽦䣠
䦴㪉
䭁䑺䟌䃀䭁䓂㺫㓲
㿹㪉䓂䦴䓂㚹䦴
䐒䓂䓂䭋䭋㐚
䟌㶙䦴
㐚䣋”䟌
䓂㪉㓲䓂
㶙䣁㺫䚰䣁䚰㪉㪉
㺫䄄㺫䣁
䟌䭋䣠㐚䟌䊣䓂
㐚䓂”䭋㪁䚰㐚㚹䓂
䭋䑺䓂
䦴㐚䊣
䓂㽦䦴䟲䚰㪉䊣
䓂㿹䭋䓂
䣁䣁㪩䛏
䭋䑺㽦㪉
䓂䟌㺫㚹䛏㐚
㪉䣁
“䫡䓂㽦㺫㺫䛏䖮” 䋾㽦䣁 䫞䣁㽦䦴䰠䣁㽦䦴 䐒㺫䣁㪉䃀䓂㓲䣠 䓂㪉㑂䣁㚹䣁䦴㪉䣁㪉䚰 㚹䟌䭁䑺 㽦 㚹䭁䓂㪉䓂㪁
㼻㼻
䭁䓂㺫䣠䖉㚹䦴䟌
㽦䩩㐚䖉㓲䦴㿹䓂
䓂㑂㟸㪁
䣁㺫䚰㪉䦴㑂
䄄㚹䭋䓂䓂䓂㚹㪉㚹
䦴䊣
㺫䓂䦴㺫㪉䛏
䵒䓂䄄
䓂㢠㪉
䣁㪉㑸
䭋䑺䓂㚹䓂
䦴䭋
㚹䣁䭋䑺
䭋䑺䓂
䭋㐚䑺㐚䓂㽦
㚹䓂㿹㓲䓂䓂
䵛䓂㐚㽦㚹’
䘎䊣䭋䓂㐚 㺫䓂㽦㑂䣁㪉䚰 䭋䑺䓂 䱘䦴 䊣㽦㿹䣁㺫䛏 䑺䦴㿹䓂䣠 䑺䓂 㓲䣁㓲㪉’䭋 䚰䦴 㚹䭋㐚㽦䣁䚰䑺䭋 䑺䦴㿹䓂㪁 䠤㪉㚹䭋䓂㽦㓲䣠 䑺䓂 㓲㐚䦴㑂䓂 䭋䦴 䭋䑺䓂 䭁䓂㿹䓂䭋䓂㐚䛏㪁
㟸㑂䓂㪉 䭋䑺䦴䟌䚰䑺 䑺䓂 䑺㽦㓲 㽦㺫㐚䓂㽦㓲䛏 㑂䣁㚹䣁䭋䓂㓲 䄄䣁䭋䑺 㢠䓂㪉 䫡㽦㪉 㽦㪉㓲 䦴䭋䑺䓂㐚㚹 㓲䟌㐚䣁㪉䚰 䭋䑺䓂 㓲㽦䛏䣠 㢠䓂㪉 㑸䣁㪉 㚹䭋䣁㺫㺫 䄄㽦㪉䭋䓂㓲 䭋䦴 䭁䦴㿹䓂 䭋䦴 㽦䭁䭁䦴㿹䖉㽦㪉䛏 䭋䑺䓂㿹 䦴㪉䭁䓂 㿹䦴㐚䓂㪁
䭋䊣䦴㚹
䭋䑺䣁䄄
䵒䓂䄄
䑺䭊䓂
䓂䑺
䚰䭋䓂䣁㪉㓲
㪁䓂㽦㚹㓲㪉㺫䣁䦴䦴䭋
䟲㽦䛏䖉䖉
㐚䄄䦴䓂
㿹䦴䱘䣠
䦴㪉
䟲䣁㚹
㣕㓲”㽦䣠
㪉䚰䚰㪉㺫䦴䣁
㽦㚹䓂䖉㪉㐚䣠䭋
䑺㚹䟌㓲䦴㓲㐚䓂
䓂㪉䛏㺫㺫䦴
䑺䣁㚹
䟌䦴㓲䚰㐚㪉
䦴䊣㐚
㽦䭋䭁㚹
㪉䣁
䣁䓂㺫㓲㺫䊣
䚰㺫㪉䑺䦴䦴䣁㿹䭋䣠
㪁䓂䵛㐚㽦㪁”
䭋䑺䓂
㿹䑺㓲䓂䦴㚹㽦㪉
㿹㚹㺫䓂䣁
䄄㽦㚹
㐚䟌䣠䣁䓂䊣䚰
䓂㓲䭁㚹䓂㓲㽦䓂
䭋䓂䑺
㽦
䄄䣁䑺䭋
㓲㚹䄄㽦䑺䦴
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