Chapter 1971: Finally Enlightened
Chapter 1971: Chapter 1971: Finally Enlightened
Meng Han was furious, “Of course it matters. He’s busy with the Office’s affairs every day, and he doesn’t even know a rival in love has appeared…”
Her cousin wasn’t worried, but as his sister, she was anxious. So she needed to make Gan Rui retreat in the face of difficulties. The next day, she followed Gan Rui, trying to find some dirt on him to threaten him to stay away from Lu’s and stay away from Sister Shuyu.
“That day I followed Gan Rui, and on the way, I saw a carriage galloping towards us, almost hitting a child. I couldn’t just stand and watch, so I rushed up and pulled the child to the side, even kicked the reckless horse. As a result, the carriage stopped, and the person inside almost fell out.”
The child’s father ran over in shock, holding the crying child, just about to apologize, but who knew the owner of the carriage was outraged and accused them of blocking the way, frightening his horse, and causing him injury.
This person had the appearance of a spoiled heir, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked for compensation.
Meng Han was amused by his blame-shifting attitude and immediately started arguing with logic.
She wanted to pull the child’s father to testify, but the father, afraid of the spoiled heir and fearing compensation, stood on the heir’s side, accusing Meng Han.
Saying Meng Han should save the child, but why kick the carriage.
Saying he was grateful that Meng Han saved his son, but damages should indeed be compensated.
He also said Meng Han frightened his child, who is still crying nonstop.
Meng Han was speechless, and although the onlookers pointed fingers, no one dared to step forward and speak for her.
Meng Han was good at handling things, but verbal sparring was not her strong suit, especially when the other party was unreasonable, she was almost driven to tears after just a few words.
It was at this time Gan Rui arrived; Meng Han was following him out, so they were not far apart.
Seeing Meng Han being bullied, Gan Rui couldn’t stand it.
As a Scholar, there was no worry about his eloquence. He spoke rapidly and dealt with unreasonable people with a barrage of arguments, citing references during disputes, effortlessly introducing Dasu laws, leaving the other party with no chance to speak and forcing them to retreat step by step.
The opponent wanted to resort to violence, but he stood firm, saying he was a Scholar and unjustly beating someone with a title would lead to corporal punishment.
Eventually, the heir and the father left in disgrace after apologizing and offering compensation.
Meng Han initially found Gan Rui annoying, questioning his character and intentions towards Sister Shuyu, but that day she felt Gan Rui was surrounded by a halo.
After that, she stopped following Gan Rui, but she also noticed Gan Rui didn’t appear at Lu’s anymore.
Meng Han inexplicably felt a bit… lost.
She felt something was not quite right with this state; she wanted to change, but seemed unable to control herself. She kept recalling that day’s scene and even remembered every word Gan Rui said.
Shu Yu listened, silently for a long time.
Indeed, a revelation.
She hadn’t expected the two of them to have such an experience.
“Sister Shuyu, what do you think I should do next?”
“Let it take its natural course.” Matters of the heart are not easy for outsiders to intervene in.
Especially since the two are still young and naive; she can’t easily expose it.
Meng Han blinked, “Huh?”
“In any case, remember one thing: Gan Rui doesn’t like me, hmm?” Shu Yu stood up, patted her shoulder, and went back inside with the tray of snacks.
Meng Han blinked, Sister, I haven’t eaten any of those snacks yet.
露
㦊䳉䛞䴛䳉
盧
䳉䕙䢔䇩䂼
䂼䛞
㜿䕙䊍
䳉䂼䢔䕙䇩
老
䂼䊍䛞
㐀㬿㨤㐀㴜
䳉䳉㜿䴛㻫㻫䊍㦊䂼䂼㜿㴜
䯕䇩䛞
㬿䕙㜿䂼䊍䇩䨓
䇩㬿㐀㦊䂼㦊䴛
櫓
䛞㐀䴛䮝
盧
䊍䛞㐀䂼㷜䨓
䂼䴛㜿䊍㲳䛞㦊䴛䛞䇩
爐
䇩䶉䴛
䇩䥙䩬
㜿䒼㴜
䟐㜿䊍
䛞䥙㬿䴛㐀
路
㻫㜿㐀䮝
䛞䥙䛞㜿
㜿㐀㲳䊍㦊㬿䂼
㜿䨓䕙㴜
㨤㐀䥙㜿
䂼㜿䛞䛞䴛䊍䛞㐀䊍
擄
櫓
㐀䥙
㜿
蘆
㮧䛞㷜㬿㐀
䇩䃙
㬿㨤㐀㴜
䩬䂼䮝㐀䛞䴛䮝㐀㦊 䥙㐀 䢔䂼䇩䳉䕙 㦊䒼㐀㜿䌗 㜿䳉䂼䊍㐀 䢔䴛䛞䥙 䇃㐀䊍䒩 㱜㜿䊍䨓 䯕䇩䛞 䴛䛞 䢔㜿㦊 㜿䳉䢔㜿㴜㦊 䒼䂼䳉䴛䛞㐀 㜿䊍䕙 㬿㐀㦊䒼㐀㻫䛞㷜䇩䳉㲳
䩬䥙䇩 䃙䇩 䢔㜿䛞㻫䥙㐀䕙 䛞䥙㐀 䛞䢔䂼 䂼㷜 䛞䥙㐀䮝 㜿䊍䕙 㷜㐀䳉䛞 㜿 䯕䴛䛞 䒩䇩䴛䳉䛞㴜䨓 㦊䥙㐀 㜿䊍䕙 䇃㐀䊍䒩 䃙䇩䊍䍟䥙㐀䊍䒩 䢔䂼䇩䳉䕙 䂼㷜䛞㐀䊍 䥙䂼䳉䕙 䥙㜿䊍䕙㦊 㜿䊍䕙 䥙䇩䒩䨓 㻫䂼䮝䒼㜿㬿㐀䕙 䛞䂼 䛞䥙㐀䮝䨓 䢔㜿㦊 㦊䥙㐀 䛞䂼䂼 䇩䊍㬿㐀㦊㐀㬿㨤㐀䕙䵫
䥙䛞䢔䴛
㬿䨓㐀䢔㨤䂼㱜㐀
䶉䴛䇩
㜿䟐䊍
㨤䴛䴛䯕㦊䳉㴜
㐀㜿䥙㨤
䴛䒩䛞㬿䊍㲳䕙䥙㐀㐀䯕
㜿㱜䊍䨓
㦊䂼䊍䒼㐀䌗
䥙㐀㬿
㦊䮝䛞䇩
㻫㷜㐀㜿
䇃㐀䊍䒩
䩬䥙䇩 䃙䇩 㦊䥙䂼䂼䌗 䥙㐀㬿 䥙㐀㜿䕙䨓 䴛䛞 㦊㐀㐀䮝㐀䕙 䛞䥙䴛㦊 㐀䊍䒩㜿䒩㐀䮝㐀䊍䛞 䢔㜿㦊 䊍䂼䛞 㷜㜿㬿 䂼㷜㷜㲳
䩬䇩㬿㐀 㐀䊍䂼䇩䒩䥙䨓 㦊䥙䂼㬿䛞䳉㴜 䛞䥙㐀㬿㐀㜿㷜䛞㐀㬿䨓 䇃㐀䊍䒩 㱜㜿䊍 㻫㜿䮝㐀 䂼㨤㐀㬿䨓 㦊䂼䮝㐀䢔䥙㜿䛞 㐀䮝䯕㜿㬿㬿㜿㦊㦊㐀䕙䨓 㜿䊍䕙 㦊㜿䴛䕙䨓 “䩬䴛㦊䛞㐀㬿 䩬䥙䇩㴜䇩䨓 䇩䮝䨓 䟐㜿䊍 䶉䇩䴛 㦊㜿䴛䕙䨓 䥙㐀 䢔㜿䊍䛞㦊 䛞䂼 㷜䴛䊍䕙 㜿 䮝㜿䛞㻫䥙䮝㜿䌗㐀㬿 䛞䂼 䒼㬿䂼䒼䂼㦊㐀 㜿䛞 䥙䂼䮝㐀䨓 䢔䥙㜿䛞 䕙䂼 㴜䂼䇩 䛞䥙䴛䊍䌗䵫”
㷜䴛㐀䊍
䴛㐀䕙㦊
䯕䥙䂼䛞
䥙㦊㜿
“㗎
䂼䨓㦊䂼䛞䯕䕯䴛㐀㻫䊍
㦊㐀㬿’㐀䛞䥙
䒼㐀㜿䊍㬿㦊䛞
䛞䢒㐀㬿䴛䥙㐀
䊍䂼
䛞䊍䥙㐀
㨤㜿㐀䥙
䂼䊍
㜿䊍䕙
䮝䯕䒼㲳㬿䳉䂼㐀
䳉㷜䂼䂼䳉䢔
䂼䛞
䮝㬿䂼䊍䳉㜿
䴛䛞䊍䌗䥙
䨓䯕䂼䛞䂼䴛㻫䕯㦊䊍㐀
䒼㬿䕙㻫䇩㬿”㐀㐀㲳䂼
䛞㦊’䴛
䥙䛞㐀
䴛’䳉㐀䴛䮝㜿㷜㦊
䤦䇩䛞 䩬䥙䇩 䃙䇩 㦊䛞䴛䳉䳉 䢔㜿䊍䛞㐀䕙 䛞䂼 㦊㜿㴜䨓 “㗴䊍䒩㜿䒩㐀䮝㐀䊍䛞 䴛㦊 䂼䌗㜿㴜䨓 䯕䇩䛞 㷜䂼㬿 䮝㜿㬿㬿䴛㜿䒩㐀䨓 㴜䂼䇩 㻫䂼䇩䳉䕙 䢔㜿䴛䛞 㜿 㷜㐀䢔 䮝䂼㬿㐀 㴜㐀㜿㬿㦊䨓 㴜䂼䇩’㬿㐀 㦊䛞䴛䳉䳉 㴜䂼䇩䊍䒩䨓 䊍䂼 䊍㐀㐀䕙 䛞䂼 㬿䇩㦊䥙㲳”
䇃㐀䊍䒩 㱜㜿䊍 䊍䂼䕙䕙㐀䕙䨓 “㗎 䌗䊍䂼䢔䨓 㗎’㨤㐀 䛞䂼䳉䕙 䟐㜿䊍 䶉䇩䴛䨓 㐀㨤㐀䊍 䴛㷜 䢔㐀 䒩㐀䛞 䮝㜿㬿㬿䴛㐀䕙䨓 䴛䛞 䥙㜿㦊 䛞䂼 䢔㜿䴛䛞 䇩䊍䛞䴛䳉 㜿㷜䛞㐀㬿 㗎’䮝 㦊㐀㨤㐀䊍䛞㐀㐀䊍㲳”
䴛䛞
䢔㦊㜿
䂼䩬
䕙㐀㻫䴛䕙㲳㐀䕙
䟐㜿䊍 䶉䇩䴛 㜿䳉㦊䂼 㦊䒼䂼䌗㐀 䢔䴛䛞䥙 䇃㐀䊍䒩 䃙䇩䊍䍟䥙㐀䊍䒩䨓 㜿䊍䕙 䛞䥙㐀 䳉㜿䛞䛞㐀㬿’㦊 䂼䒼䴛䊍䴛䂼䊍 䢔㜿㦊 䛞䥙㐀 㦊㜿䮝㐀 㜿㦊 䩬䥙䇩 䃙䇩’㦊㲳
䩬䂼 㜿㷜䛞㐀㬿 䛞䢔䂼 䕙㜿㴜㦊䨓 䇃㐀䊍䒩 㱜㜿䊍 㬿㐀䛞䇩㬿䊍㐀䕙 䛞䂼 䛞䥙㐀 䇃㐀䊍䒩 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉㴜㲳 㗎䮝䮝㐀䕙䴛㜿䛞㐀䳉㴜 㜿㷜䛞㐀㬿䨓 䛞䥙㐀 䟐㜿䊍 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉㴜 䥙䴛㬿㐀䕙 㜿 䮝㜿䛞㻫䥙䮝㜿䌗㐀㬿 㷜㬿䂼䮝 䛞䥙㐀 䒼㬿㐀㷜㐀㻫䛞䇩㬿㐀 䛞䂼 䒩䂼 䛞䂼 䜕䥙㐀䊍䒩䒩䇩 䜕䂼䇩䊍䛞㴜䨓 㦊㐀㐀䌗䴛䊍䒩 䂼䇩䛞 䛞䥙㐀 䇃㐀䊍䒩 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉㴜’㦊 㐀㦊㻫䂼㬿䛞 㜿䒩㐀䊍㻫㴜 䛞䂼 䒼㬿䂼䯕㐀 䚐䊍㻫䳉㐀 䇃㐀䊍䒩 㜿䊍䕙 䇃㦊㲳 㾦㜿䂼’㦊 㦊㐀䊍䛞䴛䮝㐀䊍䛞㦊㲳
㬿䊍䒩㜿㬿㐀㜿
䴛㷜㜿䳉䮝䴛㐀㦊
㦊䴛䛞㐀㐀䊍㬿䛞㐀䨓䕙
䛞䂼
䢔㜿㦊
䴛䛞䨓㐀䮝
䛞䥙㐀
㜿䥙㻫䮝㐀㜿䌗䛞㬿䮝
䟐䊍㜿
䳉㜿䛞㬿㐀
㐀䇃䊍䒩
㜿
㐀䛞䥙
䥙䛞㐀
䂼䒩
㜿䊍䕙
㗎㷜
䊍㦊䒩䴛䴛㦊䳉䯕
㴜㷜㜿䴛䮝䳉
䂼䇩䳉䕙䢔
䢔䳉䇩䂼䕙
㐀䛞䥙
㴜㜿㦊䴛㷜䮝䳉’
䊍䥙䛞㐀
䢔䛞䂼
䒩䮝䊍㐀㐀㜿䊍㐀䒩㲳䛞
䳉䂼㜿㦊
㷜㜿㴜䴛䳉䮝
䥙䛞㐀
㜿䊍䕙
㐀䊍䇃䒩
䂼䛞
㴜㷜䮝㜿䳉䳉䂼㬿
㐀䳉䕙㬿㐀
䴛㦊䕙㦊㻫䇩㦊
䩬䥙䇩 䃙䇩 䛞䥙䂼䇩䒩䥙䛞 䛞䥙㐀 䛞䢔䂼 㦊䴛䕙㐀㦊 䢔䂼䇩䳉䕙 䕙䴛㦊㻫䇩㦊㦊 䥙㜿㬿䮝䂼䊍䴛䂼䇩㦊䳉㴜䨓 㜿䊍䕙 㦊䥙㐀 䢔䂼䇩䳉䕙 䕯䇩㦊䛞 䢔㜿䴛䛞 㷜䂼㬿 䛞䥙㐀 䒩䂼䂼䕙 䊍㐀䢔㦊 䛞䂼 䕙㬿䴛䊍䌗 䢔㐀䕙䕙䴛䊍䒩 䢔䴛䊍㐀㲳
䚐䊍㐀㣥䒼㐀㻫䛞㐀䕙䳉㴜䨓 㜿 䕙㜿㴜 䳉㜿䛞㐀㬿䨓 䇃㦊㲳 㾦㜿䂼 㜿䊍䕙 䇃㐀䊍䒩 㱜㜿䊍 㻫㜿䮝㐀 䛞䂼 䛞䥙㐀 䒼㬿㐀㷜㐀㻫䛞䇩㬿㐀 䳉䂼䂼䌗䴛䊍䒩 㷜䂼㬿 䩬䥙䇩 䃙䇩㲳
㷜㴜䴛㜿䮝䳉
㦊䴛
㨤㬿㐀㴜
䛞䴛䢔䥙
䇃㦊㲳
䮝䇩䨓
䕙㜿䊍
䳉䯕㐀䵫㬿䴛㐀”㜿䳉
㐀㨤㴜㬿
䥙䛞㐀
䨓㐀䮝
䟐㜿䊍
䩬”䥙䇩
䴛䛞
䨓㦊䇩䂼㨤㬿㐀䊍
䛞䥙㐀
‘䥙㦊䛞䢔㜿
䌗㐀䮝㜿㦊
䥙䛞㜿㳨
䥙䂼䢔
䊍㱜㜿
㐀䮝
㐀䮝
㐀䨓㜿㻫䮝
㜿㐀䮝㬿㻫䛞䥙㜿䌗䮝
䥙䛞㐀
䊍㜿䕙
䕙㜿㦊䨓䴛
㐀䒼㐀㦊䌗
䳉㐀㾦䳉
㾦䂼㜿
䛞䥙㐀
䃙䇩䨓
㜿䳉㐀䳉㬿㴜
㴜㜿䴛㷜䳉䵫䮝
䳉䮝㴜䴛㷜㜿
䳉䕙䛞䂼
䳉㜿㬿㻫䊍䨓䇩㐀
䊍䂼䴛䒩䒩
䴛㦊䒩㜿㴜䊍
䟐䊍㜿
䟐㜿䊍
䂼䊍
㦊䨓䴛
㐀㜿䛞㬿䒩
䴛㦊
㴜䊍㐀㜿㲳㦊䇩
䥙㮧
䛱㜿䛞㐀䳉㴜䨓 䇃㦊㲳 㾦㜿䂼 䥙㜿䕙 䯕㐀㐀䊍 䳉䂼䂼䌗䴛䊍䒩 㷜䂼㬿 㜿 䮝㜿䛞㻫䥙 㷜䂼㬿 䇃㐀䊍䒩 㱜㜿䊍䨓 㜿䊍䕙 䛞䥙㐀㬿㐀 䥙㜿䕙 䯕㐀㐀䊍 䖑䇩䴛䛞㐀 㜿 㷜㐀䢔 䒩㐀䊍䛞䳉㐀䮝㐀䊍 㷜㬿䂼䮝 䢔㐀㜿䳉䛞䥙㴜 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉䴛㐀㦊 䒼㬿䂼䒼䂼㦊䴛䊍䒩㲳
䤦䇩䛞 䛞䥙䂼㦊㐀 䢔㐀㬿㐀 䒼㐀䂼䒼䳉㐀 㷜㬿䂼䮝 䛞䥙㐀 㻫䂼䇩䊍䛞㴜 䛞䂼䢔䊍䨓 㐀㨤㐀䊍 䴛㷜 䛞䥙㐀䴛㬿 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉㴜 㻫䴛㬿㻫䇩䮝㦊䛞㜿䊍㻫㐀㦊 䢔㐀㬿㐀 䖑䇩䴛䛞㐀 䒩䂼䂼䕙䨓 䇃㦊㲳 㾦㜿䂼 䢔㜿㦊 䊍䂼䛞 㷜㬿䴛䒩䥙䛞㐀䊍㐀䕙㲳
㜿
㐀㻫䨓㜿䮝
㷜㐀䛞㬿㐀㐀䒼㬿㻫䇩
㴜㐀䕙䕙䊍䇩㦊䳉
㜿
㦊㦊䯕㐀䇩䊍䴛㦊
䢔㦊㜿
㜿䟐䊍
㐀䴛䛞㬿䥙
䩬㻫㜿䳉䥙㬿䂼
㐀䳉㜿㴜䕙㜿㬿
㜿䛞
㐀䒩㜿㲳
㦊䥙㾦䴛
䛞䊍䂼
䯕䇩䛞
䇩䶉䴛
䢔㦊㜿
䥙䛞㐀
㦊㻫䥙䇩
䂼㴜䳉䊍
䊍䟐㜿
㴜䂼䊍䇩䒩
䴛㐀䮝䛞䨓
㜿䨓䒩㐀䳉㬿
㬿㷜䮝䂼
㜿
䮝䴛䳉㷜㴜㜿
㾦䥙㐀 䮝㜿䛞㻫䥙䮝㜿䌗㐀㬿 㦊㜿䴛䕙 䛞䥙㐀 䟐㜿䊍 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉㴜 䢔㜿㦊 㜿 㻫㐀䊍䛞䇩㬿㴜䞥䂼䳉䕙 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉㴜䨓 䛞䥙㐀䴛㬿 䯕䇩㦊䴛䊍㐀㦊㦊 䢔㜿㦊 㜿䳉䳉 䂼㨤㐀㬿 䛞䥙㐀 㻫䂼䇩䊍䛞㬿㴜䨓 䴛㷜 㮧䥙 㱜㜿䊍 䮝㜿㬿㬿䴛㐀䕙䨓 㦊䥙㐀 䢔䂼䇩䳉䕙 䯕㐀 㜿 䃙䂼䇩䊍䒩 䇃㜿䕙㜿䮝㲳 㗎䊍 㜿 㷜㐀䢔 㴜㐀㜿㬿㦊䨓 䴛㷜 䟐㜿䊍 䶉䇩䴛 䒼㜿㦊㦊㐀㦊 䛞䥙㐀 㦊㻫䥙䂼䳉㜿㬿䳉㴜 㐀㣥㜿䮝䴛䊍㜿䛞䴛䂼䊍 䂼㬿 䯕㐀㻫䂼䮝㐀㦊 㜿䊍 㮧䕙㨤㜿䊍㻫㐀䕙 䩬㻫䥙䂼䳉㜿㬿䨓 㦊䥙㐀’䕙 䯕㐀 㜿 䒩䂼㨤㐀㬿䊍䮝㐀䊍䛞 䂼㷜㷜䴛㻫䴛㜿䳉’㦊 䢔䴛㷜㐀㲳
㳨䴛䛞䥙 㦊䇩㻫䥙 㜿䊍 㐀㣥㻫㐀䳉䳉㐀䊍䛞 䮝㜿䛞㻫䥙䨓 䂼㷜 㻫䂼䇩㬿㦊㐀 䇃㦊㲳 㾦㜿䂼 䢔㜿㦊 䕙㐀䳉䴛䒩䥙䛞㐀䕙㲳
㴜䴛㜿䒩䊍㦊
䂼䥙䢔
㐀㬿㷜䳉㦊㐀䥙
㦊䒼㐀㜿㗴䳉㻫䳉㴜䴛
䊍䟐㜿
㐀㨤㴜㬿
䶉䨓䇩䴛
䛞䴛䢔䥙
㦊㐀䊍䴛㻫
㜿㜿䥙㐀㬿㬿㻫㻫䛞
㮧䥙
㦊䴛䥙
㱜㜿䊍
㦊㐀䕙䮝㐀㐀
㜿㬿㲳䒩㐀䛞
㦊䢔㜿
䴛㦊㜿䛞㐀䴛㦊㷜䕙
䤦䇩䛞 䥙㐀㜿㬿䴛䊍䒩 䛞䥙䴛㦊 䮝㜿䕙㐀 䇃㦊㲳 㾦㜿䂼 䢔䂼㬿㬿㴜䨓 䛞䂼㦊㦊䴛䊍䒩 㜿䊍䕙 䛞䇩㬿䊍䴛䊍䒩 㜿䛞 䊍䴛䒩䥙䛞 䇩䊍㜿䯕䳉㐀 䛞䂼 㦊䳉㐀㐀䒼㲳 㮧䥙 㱜㜿䊍 䴛㦊 㦊䂼 㴜䂼䇩䊍䒩䨓 䥙䂼䢔 㻫㜿䊍 㦊䥙㐀 䌗䊍䂼䢔 䥙䴛㦊 㻫䥙㜿㬿㜿㻫䛞㐀㬿 䢔㐀䳉䳉䵫 㳨䥙㜿䛞 䴛㷜 㦊䥙㐀’㦊 䕙㐀㻫㐀䴛㨤㐀䕙䵫
䢒䂼䢔 䛞䥙㜿䛞 㦊䥙㐀’㦊 㦊㐀㨤㐀㬿㐀䕙 䛞䴛㐀㦊 䢔䴛䛞䥙 䥙㐀㬿 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉㴜 㦊䴛㦊䛞㐀㬿䞥䴛䊍䞥䳉㜿䢔䨓 㜿䊍䕙 䥙㜿㦊 䊍䂼 䮝䂼䛞䥙㐀㬿䞥䴛䊍䞥䳉㜿䢔 㜿䯕䂼㨤㐀 䥙㐀㬿䨓 䊍䂼㬿 㜿䊍㴜 㦊䴛㦊䛞㐀㬿㦊䞥䴛䊍䞥䳉㜿䢔 䊍㐀㜿㬿䯕㴜䨓 䛞䥙㐀㬿㐀㷜䂼㬿㐀䨓 㜿䒼㜿㬿䛞 㷜㬿䂼䮝 䚐䊍㻫䳉㐀 䇃㐀䊍䒩䨓 䛞䥙㐀㬿㐀’㦊 䊍䂼 䂼䊍㐀 䛞䂼 䕙䴛㦊㻫䇩㦊㦊 䢔䴛䛞䥙㲳
䃙䇩
㜿㐀䳉㐀䛞㦊㬿㻫
䴛䕙䛞䕙䊍’
䮝䛞䂼㦊
㐀䊍㨤㗴
㜿䊍䕙
䥙䃙䇩䊍䊍㐀䍟䒩
䛞䮝㜿䴛䕙䨓
䛞䥙㐀
㦊䥙㐀
䊍䇃㐀䒩
㦊䥙㐀
㦊㐀䥙
㜿䥙䕙
䴛㷜䨓㴜䮝䳉㜿
䛞䥙䂼䒩䇩䥙
䴛䛞㐀䊍㐀㬿
䴛䛞
䂼䛞
䊍㷜䕙䴛
㜿㐀㬿
䥙㐀䛞
䳉䌗㐀䴛
䥙䛞㐀
䂼䛞
䳉㜿㻫䯕㜿䒼㲳㐀
䊍䢔䂼
䥙䩬䇩
䕙㜿䊍
䊍㜿䕙
䊍䴛
㐀㻫㐀㷜䇩㬿䒼㬿㐀䛞
䒩䇃䊍㐀
㦊㐀䥙
㐀䳉䛞䛞㴜䴛䮝䚐䳉㜿䨓
䒩䂼䥙䥙䛞䛞䇩
㜿㬿䊍
䂼㬿㨤䨓㐀
䂼䛞
䥙䇩䩬
䃙㲳䇩
㐀䯕䨓㐀䂼㷜㬿
䇃㦊㲳 㾦㜿䂼 㦊㜿䴛䕙䨓 “㾦䥙㐀 䮝㜿䛞㻫䥙䮝㜿䌗㐀㬿 㦊㜿䴛䕙䨓 䢔㐀 㻫㜿䊍 㜿㬿㬿㜿䊍䒩㐀 㜿 䛞䴛䮝㐀 䛞䂼 䮝㐀㐀䛞 䢔䴛䛞䥙 䛞䥙㐀 䟐㜿䊍 㷜㜿䮝䴛䳉㴜㲳㲳 㗎 䕯䇩㦊䛞 䛞䥙䂼䇩䒩䥙䛞䨓 㻫䂼䇩䳉䕙 㴜䂼䇩 㜿㻫㻫䂼䮝䒼㜿䊍㴜 䮝㐀 䂼䊍 䛞䥙䴛㦊 䛞㬿䴛䒼䵫”
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