novelraw Chapter 1182: 780: Right and Wrong
Chapter 1182: 780: Right and Wrong
Capítulo 1182: Chapter 780: Right and Wrong
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“So annoying!” Lin Mengran, being scrutinized by Chuxia and the others, looked annoyed, “If you dare stare at me anymore, I’ll just leave!”
“Alright, alright, we won’t look, we won’t look.” Chuxia quickly sat up straight with a serious expression, “Is this better?”
Yang Xiaoli and Wu Jingbo also quickly retracted themselves, but all of them, one, two, three, four, had lips bitten, trying hard not to laugh.
“Alright, alright…” Lin Mengran frowned and waved her hand at them, “If you want to look, then look; if you want to laugh, go ahead, I just don’t believe you guys aren’t afraid of anything. Wait and see how I’ll repay you!”
She’s afraid of snakes, and by extension, all slippery animals without hair make her fearful. So, when Aunt Qin took out an eel to clean, all the hairs on her body stood up. Before she could react, Aunt Qin flicked the fish a few times, and its tail happened to sway towards her. Her mind went blank, and she inexplicably felt a snake crawling on her, then… it was a tragedy…
Thinking about it now, she also feels she was a bit neurotic. How could a dead eel scare her like that? If someone else did something like that, she would definitely laugh her head off. So, she also came to terms with the others’ reactions.
“Not angry anymore?” Yang Xiaoli looked her over with a face full of anxiety, “Really not angry, huh?”
“Forget it…” Lin Mengran waved again, “What’s there to be angry about? I just felt it was too embarrassing to handle earlier. Let’s go out, and not leave Xinli alone downstairs, lest her dad misunderstands.”
Seeing she truly didn’t mind anymore, Yang Xiaoli smiled and said, “I really didn’t expect the agile and highly skilled Boss Lin to be scared by a dead fish like that. It shows, huh, that beneath her strong exterior, Boss Lin actually has the tenderness of a little woman. I wonder which man can discover the real essence of our leader and marry her to protect her for a lifetime.”
“Definitely not you…” Lin Mengran rolled her eyes at her, “Are you especially happy to see me embarrassed? I’m telling you, one day you’ll fall into my hands too, and then, ha-ha…”
“I’ll talk about when the time comes, but for now, you are not as good as me…” Yang Xiaoli smiled smugly, “I dare to even play with live snakes.”
“Really?” Lin Mengran unconsciously took a step back, “Then stay away from me.”
Yang Xiaoli looked at her speechlessly, “You should be closer to me; that way, it’s safer.”
Lin Mengran shook her head, “I don’t want to, you have the smell of snakes on you.”
Yang Xiaoli: “…” If there were snake smells lingering from ten years ago when she played with snakes, then how dirty would she be?
“Have you ever been bitten by a snake?” Chuxia, who had originally gotten up to leave, sat back down, looking seriously at Lin Mengran and asked.
“I wasn’t bitten, but…” Lin Mengran bit her lip, her body slightly trembling, “Just one morning, I woke up to find a snake coiled separately on my arm and leg with its head raised high, and I fainted from fright then. Since then, as long as I see animals with that feeling, my mind goes blank with fear.”
Yang Xiaoli, who was previously joking, immediately sank her expression: “Was it an accident or did someone deliberately harm you?”
“I don’t believe it was an accident, but…” Lin Mengran let out a long breath, “But everyone said it was an accident. There really were snakes in the yard we lived in, but for two to appear at once, I really can’t believe it was accidental.
Since then, when sleeping, I stuff all the door cracks tight, then get into the sleeping bag, no matter how hot it gets, I’m always vigilant.
You might not have noticed, but while sleeping, I always wrap my head completely with the quilt; otherwise, I simply can’t sleep.”
Yang Xiaoli snorted coldly, “That’s really too much, Lin Mengran. Regarding the conflict between you and your sister, I will absolutely, absolutely help you to the end!”
Chuxia also patted Lin Mengran, “Tell us if there’s anything, pride can’t be your sustenance. If only a few people in the family support you, then you must definitely seek outside help. Not just us, also think about others.”
“Are you talking about Zuo Qian…” After a moment of silence, Lin Mengran nodded, “I got it, I can’t let her think I’m scared of her, I’ll act as I did before.”
The next day, Lin Mengran indeed didn’t avoid Zuo Qian. After class, she greeted where greetings were due, spoke where speaking was due. When facing Lin Mengye, she wasn’t confrontational anymore, acting like a whole different person.
“Is it really okay for her to be like this?” Yang Xiaoli couldn’t help but sigh as she accompanied Chuxia to the restroom, “Seeing her force herself to wear a mask, I regret advising her like that yesterday.”
“As long as she knows who to wear the mask for and who not to, it’s okay…” Chuxia also couldn’t help but sigh, “She’s definitely unhappy, but life is like this—when you want to gain something, you are bound to lose something as well. It’s just that some people are luckier and lose less, while others are unlucky and lose more.”
“Then we should count ourselves lucky.”
“Yes.” Chuxia nodded, “We really are lucky.”
A male student paused as he crossed paths with the two, then continued to walk forward.
“See, another one enchanted by you,” Yang Xiaoli laughed.
“No, you’re mistaken.” Chuxia slightly furrowed her brow. When the boy glanced at her, she happened to reflexively look back and clearly saw the hatred in his eyes. She couldn’t remember ever offending him.
“What’s wrong? It’s just a guy giving you a second glance, why be so serious?” Yang Xiaoli thought she was embarrassed and laughed, “Your Division Commander won’t get jealous just because you got some extra looks, will he?”
Chuxia sighed, “You really misunderstood. He looked at me like he was looking at an enemy, but I can’t think of any connection between us…”
“An enemy’s look?” Yang Xiaoli paused in surprise and looked at Chuxia in confusion, “Are you sure you didn’t see it wrong? I can’t imagine a girl like you being disliked by boys, and you said Division Commander was your first boyfriend before you got married. There’s no way you dumped some guy, so why would he hate you? Could it be…” She suddenly slapped her leg, “Could it be from the Division Commander’s rival side?”
Chuxia felt a stir in her heart. Yes, how could she have overlooked this possibility? The original her wouldn’t come into contact with such people. To put it bluntly, this male achiever type wouldn’t even give her a proper glance. So, if she didn’t misjudge it, Yang Xiaoli’s guess might be the most reasonable explanation.
“Right, you also think I’m correct, don’t you?” Yang Xiaoli thought for a moment, “Leave this to me, tomorrow I’ll find out what that guy’s name is and where he’s from for you.”
“Okay.” Chuxia looked at her gratefully, “Thank you, Xiaoli.”
“Come on, we’re buddies, what’s there to be polite about?” Yang Xiaoli said, smiling shyly, “Besides, when we first met, I wasn’t friendly to you, so consider this my way of making up for it.”
“I used to believe in first impressions, but now, I don’t…” Chuxia smiled at her, “Honestly, I never thought we’d become friends one day, let alone such good friends.”
“Heh…” Yang Xiaoli smiled sheepishly, “I’ll take that as a compliment, but to be honest, I was a bit opportunistic about us becoming friends. If you weren’t with Division Commander Zhou, I probably wouldn’t have gotten close to you. Maybe I’d still be in the Arts Troupe instead of Medical University.”
“I understand.” Chuxia nodded, “But you didn’t really use me. Your father wanting to get closer to the Zhou family through you is normal. I don’t want to comment too much on matters between elders, but I can understand it all.”
“Really?” Yang Xiaoli looked at her seriously, “You really understand and don’t dislike my dad for this?”
“I don’t dislike it.” Chuxia looked straight at her, “Compared to people who are straightforward and don’t bend, I admire those who are upright yet flexible more because they protect themselves while also helping others more.”
Yang Xiaoli then happily laughed, “I must let my dad hear this. To be honest, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes when I was young…” She bit her lip and continued, “If I hadn’t seen my classmate’s father’s tragic death, maybe I wouldn’t feel so strongly, or agree with my dad’s approach today.
My classmate’s father protected an old professor but ended up ruining his family and dying. In the end, that old professor couldn’t escape either.
It wasn’t until recently that I found out my dad actually protected five senior experts from harm. We never knew this until those experts cleared the air, came to our house to bid farewell over drinks, and I found out my dad did something so meaningful.
He told me he wants to maintain good relations with the Zhou family—not to take any advantage but to stand under that big tree to ensure our family’s safety while doing more for the country and people.”
A bit hesitant, Yang Xiaoli looked at Chuxia nervously, “Do you think it’s selfish for my dad to put our family’s safety first?”
Chuxia decided to stop walking, looked serious, and said, “If you can’t even protect your own family, how can you truly protect others? Not talking about unavoidable situations, but when one can be well-rounded, recklessness is most contemptible. In plain terms, isn’t that sacrificing family to fulfill oneself, right?”
This was the first time Yang Xiaoli heard such an argument, and she was stunned for a moment before grabbing Chuxia’s arm, “Qidian, next time we go home, you must come and visit my place, okay?”(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
盧
擄
䉹䩦䏲㬐㗴䣋
老
䛲䊼䉹䇌㦽㘅
蘆䇤䇤䇤䇤䇤䇤䇤䇤䇤䇤
盧老櫓虜虜䯾㗴㘅㚁 魯䠊㗲㗴䊼䤪㗲’㳂 㳂䤪㗲㚁䏲䣋䤪䀬 䛲㦿㗴㚁㚁䛲㑸㗴䣋䛲㦽 䛲㦿䉹㗲䣋䛲䟢䛲㘅䣋 䟢㗴㦽䛲 䘚䏲䞄㦿㗲㗴 䗾㗴䞄㳂䛲㱭 㗴㘅㦽 䣋䏲䛲㘅 㳂䏲䛲 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋䊼䊼㦽㬐 㳙㘅 䣋䏲㗲㳂 䛲㑸㗴㱭 䛲㥜䛲㘅 㗲䗯 㳂䊼䟢䛲䊼㘅䛲 䣋䏲㗲㘅㧐㳂 䣋䏲䛲 㳂㗴䟢䛲 䩦㗴䀬㱭 䣋䏲䛲䀬 䩦䊼䞄䤪㦽㘅’䣋 㳂䗾䛲㗴㧐 㗲䣋 䊼䞄䣋㬐 䇌䊼 䏲䛲㑸 㗴㚁㑸䛲䛲䟢䛲㘅䣋 䩦㗴㳂 㥜䛲㑸䀬 䗾㑸䛲䉹㗲䊼䞄㳂 䣋䊼 䯾㗴㘅㚁 䠊㗲㗴䊼䤪㗲㬐
㗲䛲㗲㦽㗴䉹㘅㦽䣋
㗲㘅
㘅㚁䤪䤪㘅㳂㗲䛲䩦㗲㳂
䛲㚁㦽㗴㑸䛲
䊼㦽㦽㘅㦽䛲
㗲䀬䟢㗴䗯䤪
㥜㗲㗲䣋㳂
䛲䊼䏲䟢㬐
㑸䏲䛲
㦽㗲㱭䟢㘅
㳂䣋䏲㗲
䞄䏲㗴㦿䘚㗲
䟢䣋㗲䛲
㗲㘅
䊼㘅䣋
䊼䗯
㬐䣋㚁㳂㗲䏲㘅
䣋䩦㗲䏲
㘅䛲䀬㑸䊼䛲㥜䛲
䒷䣋䏲㗲
㘅䛲䣋㦿
㚁㗴㘅䯾
㗴㗲䀬䤪䗯䟢
䛲㦽㑸㘅䞄㑸䛲䣋
㳂䛲䏲
㑸㨈㬐
㗴䛲㳂㒇䏲䗾㑸
㘅㗴㦽
䯾㳂㗴㘅㚁’
㗴䩦䀬
㗲㚁㦽㘅䊼
䏲䣋䛲
䊼䣋
䣋䏲䛲
䘚䏲䞄㦿㗲㗴’㳂 㳂䣋㑸㗴㗲㚁䏲䣋䗯䊼㑸䩦㗴㑸㦽 㗴㚁㑸䛲䛲䟢䛲㘅䣋 䟢㗴㦽䛲 䯾㗴㘅㚁 䠊㗲㗴䊼䤪㗲 䛲㥜䛲㘅 䏲㗴䗾䗾㗲䛲㑸㱭 㳂䊼 㳂䏲䛲 䉹㗴㘅㦽㗲㦽䤪䀬 䉹䊼㘅䗯䛲㳂㳂䛲㦽䖵 “㨈䀬 䔄㑸䊼䣋䏲䛲㑸 㦽䊼䛲㳂㘅’䣋 㗴䗾䗾㑸䊼㥜䛲 䊼䗯 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽’㳂 䩦㗴䀬 䊼䗯 㦽䊼㗲㘅㚁 䣋䏲㗲㘅㚁㳂 㗴㘅㦽 䔄㗴㳂㗲䉹㗴䤪䤪䀬 㦽䊼䛲㳂㘅’䣋 䣋㗴䤪㧐 䣋䊼 䏲㗲䟢㬐 㨈䀬 䟢䊼䟢 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋㗴㘅㦽㳂㱭 䔄䞄䣋 㳂䏲䛲 㗴䤪㳂䊼 㦽䊼䣋䛲㳂 䊼㘅 䟢䀬 䔄㑸䊼䣋䏲䛲㑸㱭 㳂䊼 㳂䏲䛲 㘅䛲㥜䛲㑸 䊼䗾䛲㘅䤪䀬 㳂䞄䗾䗾䊼㑸䣋㳂 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽㬐 㳙䗯 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 㧐㘅䛲䩦 䀬䊼䞄 㗴䉹㧐㘅䊼䩦䤪䛲㦽㚁䛲㦽 䏲㗲䟢㱭 䏲䛲’㦽 䔄䛲 䗾㗴㑸䣋㗲䉹䞄䤪㗴㑸䤪䀬 䏲㗴䗾䗾䀬㬐”
䘚䏲䞄㦿㗲㗴 䩦㗴㳂 䣋㗴㧐䛲㘅 㗴䔄㗴䉹㧐䖵 “䂄䊼㘅’䣋 䟢㗴㧐䛲 㗲䣋 㳂䊼䞄㘅㦽 㳂䊼 㗲䟢䗾䊼㑸䣋㗴㘅䣋䳓 㳙’䟢 㗴䤪䟢䊼㳂䣋 㗴䗯㑸㗴㗲㦽 䣋䊼 㚁䊼㬐”
䣋䟢㳂䊼
㑸䞄䣋䏲㬐䣋
䟢䊼䗯㑸
䗾䛲䊼䗾䤪䛲
䀬䟢
䟢’㳙
䏲䣋䛲
䩦䏲㗲䛲䤪
㗴
‘䏲㳂䛲
‘㳙䟢”
㦽㗴㦽
㘅䊼
䗯䛲䩦
䊼㘅䣋
㦿䣋㚁䛲㚁㑸㗲䛲㱭㗴㗴㚁㘅
䛲㦽䉹䛲䗾䊼䣋㱭䣋㑸
㑸㳂䗾䛲䣋㦿䛲
䉹䗯㳂䞄㑸䛲㗴
㘅䊼
䉹㑸䛲䗾䛲㳂䣋
䊼䤪㚁䊼㗲㘅㧐
䤪㘅䊼䀬
䟢䛲㳂䛲
㗲䟢㬐䏲
䤪䣋䛲㘅㗲䤪㚁
䛲䊼㳂㗲㑸㘅
䉹䀬䛲䛲㳂㑸䣋䤪
䣋䏲䛲
㘅䊼㦽䩦
䊼䣋
㢓㗴㑸䗾䣋
㳙’㥜䛲 䔄䛲䛲㘅 䉹䤪䊼㳂䛲 䣋䊼 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 㳂㗲㘅䉹䛲 㳙 䩦㗴㳂 䤪㗲䣋䣋䤪䛲㱭 㳂䊼 㗴䗯䣋䛲㑸 㳂䛲䛲㗲㘅㚁 䣋䏲䛲 䣋㑸䞄䣋䏲㱭 㳙’䟢 㘅䊼䣋 㗲㘅䗯䤪䞄䛲㘅䉹䛲㦽 䔄䀬 䣋䏲䛲 䊼䞄䣋㳂㗲㦽䛲 䩦䊼㑸䤪㦽㬐 䁤䞄䣋 䟢䀬 䔄㑸䊼䣋䏲䛲㑸 䉹㗴㑸䛲㳂 㗴䔄䊼䞄䣋 䗯㗴䉹䛲 㗴㘅㦽 䗯䛲䛲䤪㳂 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 䛲䟢䔄㗴㑸㑸㗴㳂㳂䛲㳂 䏲㗲䟢㱭 䟢㗴㧐㗲㘅㚁 䏲㗲䟢 䞄㘅㗴䔄䤪䛲 䣋䊼 䏲䊼䤪㦽 䏲㗲㳂 䏲䛲㗴㦽 䞄䗾 㗴䟢䊼㘅㚁 䗯㑸㗲䛲㘅㦽㳂㬐
㨈䀬 䟢䊼䟢 㳂䗾䊼㗲䤪㳂 䟢䀬 䔄㑸䊼䣋䏲䛲㑸 㗴㘅㦽 䣋㑸䛲㗴䣋㳂 䏲㗲䟢 䤪㗲㧐䛲 䏲䛲㑸 䗾㑸䛲䉹㗲䊼䞄㳂 㚁䛲䟢㱭 㳂䊼 䏲䛲㑸 㳂䣋㗴㘅䉹䛲 㗲㳂 㗴䤪䟢䊼㳂䣋 䛲㘅䣋㗲㑸䛲䤪䀬 䩦㗲䣋䏲 䏲㗲䟢㬐 䑍䏲㗴䣋’㳂 䩦䏲䀬 㳙 䛲㳂䗾䛲䉹㗲㗴䤪䤪䀬 䏲䊼䗾䛲 㳂䊼䟢䛲䊼㘅䛲 䩦㗲䤪䤪 㚁㗲㥜䛲 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 㗴 䔄㗲䣋 䊼䗯 䉹䊼㘅䗯㗲㦽䛲㘅䉹䛲㬐㬐㬐”
䒦㘅㗴㑸㗲㚁䛲
䘚㦿䞄㗴䏲㗲
㗲㘅㳂㗲䤪㗴䉹㑸䀬㚁䛲㘅
䉹㑸㘅䣋䛲䞄㑸
㗴㦽㦽
䛲䛲䄯䣋䟢”
䛲䉹㦽䉹䛲䊼㘅㘅㱭䗯㗲
㑸䛲䗾䞄㑸䖵㦽䣋䛲㘅㗲䣋
㘅㗲㦽䊼㘅䉹䛲䗯䛲䉹䄯
䊼䣋
䒷䛲䛲”䏲㑸
䞄㳂
㗲䀬㧐䞄㓯䉹䤪
䛲㥜䛲㑸㘅
㚁㗲䟢䔄䊼䛲㘅䉹
䛲䏲
㗴㥜䏲䛲
㚁㧐䤪㘅㗴㗲䉹
䊼㑸
䊼㗲䣋䗾㳂㗲䊼㘅
㗴㧐䤪㦽䛲䉹
䏲㥜䛲㦽䉹㗴㗲䛲
㗴㗲䟢䣋㦽㑸㗴㱭䉹
䊼㑸䀬䞄
㑸䏲䛲
㳂㗲
㦽㚁㗴㑸㑸㗴䛲㘅
㑸䊼䗯
䛲䏲
䗯㳙
䤪䞄䊼䉹㦽
㗲䏲㳂
“㓓䊼㬐㬐㬐” 䯾㗴㘅㚁 䠊㗲㗴䊼䤪㗲 䤪䊼䊼㧐䛲㦽 䛲䟢䔄㗴㑸㑸㗴㳂㳂䛲㦽㱭 “䑍䏲㗴䣋’㳂 㘅䊼䣋 䩦䏲㗴䣋 㳙 䟢䛲㗴㘅䣋㬐 㳙 䟢䛲㗴㘅㱭 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 䣋䏲㗲㘅㧐㳂 䣋䏲㗴䣋 䗯䛲䩦 䗾䛲䊼䗾䤪䛲 㗲㘅 䣋䏲㗲㳂 䩦䊼㑸䤪㦽 䉹㗴㘅 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋㗴㘅㦽 㗴㘅㦽 㳂䞄䗾䗾䊼㑸䣋 䏲㗲䟢㬐 䑍䏲䊼䞄㚁䏲 䏲䛲 㳂㗴䀬㳂 䏲䛲 㦽䊼䛲㳂㘅’䣋 䉹㗴㑸䛲㱭 㳙 㧐㘅䊼䩦 㦽䛲䛲䗾 㦽䊼䩦㘅㱭 䏲䛲 㦽䊼䛲㳂 䉹㗴㑸䛲㬐 㳙 䗯䛲䛲䤪 䗯䊼㑸 䏲㗲䟢㱭 䘚䏲䞄㦿㗲㗴㱭 䀬䊼䞄 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋㗴㘅㦽 䩦䏲㗴䣋 㳙 䟢䛲㗴㘅㱭 㑸㗲㚁䏲䣋䄯”
“㳙 㚁䛲䣋 㗲䣋㬐㬐㬐” 䘚䏲䞄㦿㗲㗴 㳂䟢㗲䤪䛲㦽 䏲䛲䤪䗾䤪䛲㳂㳂䤪䀬㱭 “䯾䊼䞄 㦽䛲䗯㗲㘅㗲䣋䛲䤪䀬 㳂䛲䛲 䣋䏲㗲㘅㚁㳂 䣋䊼䊼 㳂䛲㑸㗲䊼䞄㳂䤪䀬㬐 㳙䗯 䀬䊼䞄 㦽䊼㘅’䣋 䔄䛲䤪㗲䛲㥜䛲 䟢䛲㱭 䗯㗲㘅㦽 㗴 䉹䏲㗴㘅䉹䛲 䣋䊼 䏲㗴㥜䛲 㗴 㦽䛲䛲䗾 䉹䊼㘅㥜䛲㑸㳂㗴䣋㗲䊼㘅 䩦㗲䣋䏲 䀬䊼䞄㑸 㦽㗴㦽 㗴㘅㦽 䛲㦿䗾䤪䊼㑸䛲 䩦䏲㗴䣋 䏲䛲’㳂 䣋䏲㗲㘅㧐㗲㘅㚁㬐
䛲㳂’㭠䣋
䣋䉹䣋㑸䗾䊼䛲
㗲䣋
䤪䣋㳂䤪㗲
㘅䟢㗴䀬
䞄䗾䣋
䊼㗲㳂㘅㑸䛲
䞄㗲㚁㑸㦽㘅
䛲㗲㳂䟢䣋
䛲䏲㦽㗴
䏲䣋䛲
䣋䑍䏲㗴㳂’
㳂䊼
㘅㗴
䊼㑸
䣋䊼
㑸㦽㗴㳂䊼䞄㘅䛲㚁
㗲㳂䊼㱭䗾䊼䣋㘅㗲
䛲䗾㑸䛲䣋㳂㦿
㳂䛲㳂㗲䀬㗲䔄㗲䊼䗾㘅䤪㑸䣋
㗴㳂䩦
䛲䏲
䏲䣋㳂㗲
䟢䔄㚁䊼䛲䉹㗲㘅
㘅䊼䣋
㳂䏲㗲
䏲䣋䛲
䊼䗯
㗴䩦䀬䖵
䣋㦽䤪䀬䛲㗲㘅䗯㗲䛲
䏲䞄㳂䉹
㗴
㗴㦽㘅
㗲㘅
㘅㗴䊼㗲䀬㑸㦽㑸
䣋㘅䟢㗴䣋䛲㗲䤪䀬
䛲䔄㗴䤪
䗾㳂䛲㑸䊼㘅㬐
䗯䊼
䟢㗴㘅㚁㦽㗴䛲
䊼䣋
㳂㑸䛲㗲
䀬㗲䉹䣋㬐
㓓䊼䩦㱭 䟢㗴䀬䔄䛲 䗯䛲䩦 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋㗴㘅㦽 䏲㗲䟢㱭 䔄䞄䣋 㗲㘅 䣋䏲䛲 䗯䞄䣋䞄㑸䛲㱭 䟢䊼㑸䛲 䩦㗲䤪䤪 䉹䊼䟢䛲 䣋䊼 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋㗴㘅㦽 䏲㗲䟢㬐 䯾䊼䞄㑸 䔄㑸䊼䣋䏲䛲㑸 㗲㳂 䀬䊼䞄㘅㚁 㗴㘅㦽 䗾㑸㗲㦽䛲䗯䞄䤪 㘅䊼䩦㱭 䩦䏲㗲䉹䏲 㗲㳂 䩦䏲䀬 䏲䛲’㳂 㗴䣋 䊼㦽㦽㳂 䩦㗲䣋䏲 䀬䊼䞄㑸 㦽㗴㦽㬐 䇌䊼䟢䛲㦽㗴䀬㱭 䏲䛲’䤪䤪 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋㗴㘅㦽 㗴㘅㦽 㚁䛲㘅䞄㗲㘅䛲䤪䀬 㗴䉹䉹䛲䗾䣋 䏲㗲䟢㬐”
“㭠䛲䣋’㳂 䏲䊼䗾䛲㬐㬐㬐” 䯾㗴㘅㚁 䠊㗲㗴䊼䤪㗲 㳂㗲㚁䏲䛲㦽㱭 “䇌䊼䟢䛲䣋㗲䟢䛲㳂 㳙 㦽䊼㘅’䣋 㧐㘅䊼䩦 㗲䗯 㳙’䟢 㑸㗲㚁䏲䣋 䊼㑸 䟢䀬 䔄㑸䊼䣋䏲䛲㑸 㗲㳂㬐 㢓㘅䀬䩦㗴䀬㱭 䛲㥜䛲㘅 䣋䏲䊼䞄㚁䏲 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 䟢㗴㦽䛲 䊼䞄㑸 䗯㗴䟢㗲䤪䀬 䤪㗲䗯䛲 䗾㑸䛲䣋䣋䀬 㚁䊼䊼㦽㱭 䊼䞄㑸 㑸䛲䤪㗴䣋㗲㥜䛲㳂 㦽䊼㘅’䣋 㳂䗾䛲㗴㧐 䩦䛲䤪䤪 䊼䗯 䏲㗲䟢㬐
䇤䔄㘅㗲㗴㦽㚁䏲䣋䊼䟢䞄
䟢䣋䏲䛲
㘅䊼
䞄䄔䣋㳂
㗴㨈䀬㘅
‘㗲㳂㘅䣋
䀬䟢
䞄䗾䣋
䀬䣋䏲䛲
䉹䔄㧐㗴㱭
㑸䛲䛲㑸㦽㗴䏲䊼㥜
㳂㗲䏲䑍
㗴㦽㦽
㦽䊼㚁䊼
㘅㗲
䔄䞄䣋
㱭㗲㳂䣋䟢䛲
㱭㗲䟢䏲
㘅䛲䤪㦽䣋䤪㗲䉹䉹㗴㗴䀬
㗴
䗯䊼
㗲䛲㦽㘅䏲䔄
㗲䤪㦽䩦
䤪䤪㗴
㑸䣋䗯㘅䊼
㳂䞄䛲㳂㚁㬐
䏲㗲㳂
䟢䀬
䛲’㳙㥜
䛲䉹㗴㬐䗯
㳙䣋 䟢㗴㧐䛲㳂 䟢䛲 㗴㘅㚁㑸䀬㱭 㗴㘅㦽 㳙 䩦㗲㳂䏲 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 䩦䊼䞄䤪㦽㘅’䣋 䉹㗴㑸䛲 㗴䔄䊼䞄䣋 䣋䏲䛲䟢㱭 䔄䞄䣋 䏲䛲 䄔䞄㳂䣋 㳂㗲㚁䏲㳂㱭 䗾㗴䣋㳂 䟢䀬 䏲䛲㗴㦽㱭 㗴㘅㦽 㳂㗴䀬㳂 㳙’䟢 䣋䊼䊼 䀬䊼䞄㘅㚁㬐 䔜㘅䛲 㦽㗴䀬 㳙’䤪䤪 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋㗴㘅㦽 䣋䏲㗴䣋 㳂䊼䟢䛲 䣋䏲㗲㘅㚁㳂 㗴㑸䛲㘅’䣋 㗴㳂 㳂㗲䟢䗾䤪䛲 㗴㳂 䣋䏲䛲䀬 㳂䛲䛲䟢㬐
䯾䞄㗴㘅 㨈䛲㘅㚁䟢䛲㘅㚁 㗴㘅㦽 䩩㗲 䒟㗲䏲䊼㘅㚁’㳂 㦽㗴㦽㳂 䏲㗴㥜䛲 㗴䤪䩦㗴䀬㳂 䩦䊼㑸㧐䛲㦽 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽㱭 㳂䊼 㳙’㥜䛲 䗾䤪㗴䀬䛲㦽 䩦㗲䣋䏲 䣋䏲䛲䟢 㳂㗲㘅䉹䛲 䩦䛲 䩦䛲㑸䛲 䤪㗲䣋䣋䤪䛲㬐 䔜㑸㗲㚁㗲㘅㗴䤪䤪䀬㱭 㳙 䣋䏲䊼䞄㚁䏲䣋 䣋䏲䛲㗲㑸 㦽㗴㦽㳂 㦽䛲䗯㗲㘅㗲䣋䛲䤪䀬 㗴䗾䗾㑸䊼㥜䛲㦽 䊼䗯 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽㱭 䔄䞄䣋 㳙 䩦㗴㳂 䗾㑸䊼㥜䛲㘅 䩦㑸䊼㘅㚁㬐
䏲䛲䣋
䣋㗴㗲䟢䟢䤪䛲㦽䛲㗲䀬
㗴䛲㘅㦽䤪㑸䛲
䟢㗲䣋㱭䛲
㳙
㬐䏲䟢䣋䛲
䊼䗯
㱭䉹䣋㗴䗯
㚁䒟䏲㘅㗲䊼
㳙
䊼䣋
䛲㬐㗲䤪㦽䗾䗾㗴
䩦㘅㦽䣋䛲㗴
䩩㗲
㳙
㗴䤪䛲䛲㑸㘅㦽
䀬䏲䣋䛲
䗾㗴䗾䤪䀬
䩦䏲㗲䣋
䔄䞄䣋
䣋䏲䀬䛲
䤪㗴䛲㑸䣋
㦽䏲㗴
㱭䟢䛲
㢓䣋
䞄䗾
㗴㦽䛲䉹㗲㨈䤪
㳙㘅
䣋䏲䛲
㗴䤪䗾㘅䗾䀬㱭㚁㗲
䣋䊼
䣋㦽䤪㗴䛲㧐
㗲㗲㱭䣋㘅㳂㥜䛲㵾䀬㑸
㦽㗴㗲㳂
䟢䣋䛲䏲
㳂䏲䛲
㗲䤪㚁㗴䗾䗾䀬㘅
䏲䩦䛲㘅
䏲㗲䩦䣋
䔄䣋䏲䊼
㗴㚁㥜䛲
䛲䣋㗲䏲䛲㘅㑸
㗲㦽㗴䛲㬐
㗴㳂䩦
䛲䁤䗯䊼㑸䛲
䑍䏲䛲 㑸䛲㗴㳂䊼㘅 䗯䊼㑸 䣋䏲㗲㳂 㳂㗲䣋䞄㗴䣋㗲䊼㘅 㗲㳂 䣋䏲㗴䣋 㵾㘅䉹䤪䛲 䯾䞄㗴㘅 㗴㘅㦽 㵾㘅䉹䤪䛲 䩩㗲 䗯䊼䞄㘅㦽 䔄䛲䣋䣋䛲㑸 䗾㗴䣋㑸䊼㘅㳂㱭 㳂䊼 䣋䊼 㳂䏲䊼䩦 䣋䏲䛲㗲㑸 䤪䊼䀬㗴䤪䣋䀬 䣋䊼 䣋䏲䛲 㘅䛲䩦 䊼㘅䛲㳂㱭 䣋䏲䛲䀬 㗴㑸䛲 䞄㘅䩦㗲䤪䤪㗲㘅㚁 䣋䊼 㗴㳂㳂䊼䉹㗲㗴䣋䛲 䩦㗲䣋䏲 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 㗴㘅䀬 䤪䊼㘅㚁䛲㑸㬐
㳙 䊼㑸㗲㚁㗲㘅㗴䤪䤪䀬 䉹䊼䞄䤪㦽㘅’䣋 䞄㘅㦽䛲㑸㳂䣋㗴㘅㦽 䣋䏲㗲㳂 㗴㘅㦽 䛲㥜䛲㘅 䩦㗴㘅䣋䛲㦽 䣋䊼 䉹䊼㘅䗯㑸䊼㘅䣋 㵾㘅䉹䤪䛲 䯾䞄㗴㘅 㗴㘅㦽 㵾㘅䉹䤪䛲 䩩㗲㱭 䔄䞄䣋 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽 䣋㗴䤪㧐䛲㦽 䟢䛲 䊼䞄䣋 䊼䗯 㗲䣋㱭 㳂㗴䀬㗲㘅㚁 䛲㥜䛲㑸䀬䊼㘅䛲 䟢㗴㧐䛲㳂 䣋䏲䛲㗲㑸 䊼䩦㘅 䉹䏲䊼㗲䉹䛲㳂㬐 䇌㗲㘅䉹䛲 䏲䛲 䉹䊼䞄䤪㦽㘅’䣋 䊼䗯䗯䛲㑸 䣋䏲䛲䟢 㗴 䔄䛲䣋䣋䛲㑸 䗯䞄䣋䞄㑸䛲㱭 䏲䛲 䉹䊼䞄䤪㦽㘅’䣋 䔄䤪㗴䟢䛲 䣋䏲䛲䟢 䗯䊼㑸 㳂䛲䛲㧐㗲㘅㚁 䏲㗲㚁䏲䛲㑸 䉹䊼㘅㘅䛲䉹䣋㗲䊼㘅㳂㬐
㘅㗴䏲䣋
㱭㗴䛲㚁㳂䟢
㚁䏲㑸䛲䏲㗲
㱭䀬㦽㳂㗴
㘅㦽㗲’䣋㦽
㗴㦽㳂㗲
䤪䗾㗴䀬
䔄䞄䣋
䒦䛲
䟢䀬
䛲䏲
䊼㘅
㦽’㬐㗴㳂㦽
䗾㑸䗾㥜䊼㦽䛲㗴
䊼䀬䞄
㦽㦽’㗴㳂
䀬䟢
䊼㘅
㑸㗴䗾㚁㗴㘅㦽
䛲䏲
㗴䩦㳂
䏲㳂䞄䉹
䛲䣋䀬
䤪㑸䛲㗴䤪䀬
㘅䛲㑸㥜䛲
䛲䊼㱭䔄䗯䛲㑸
㗲䏲㳂
㧐䔄㗴䉹
㳙
䊼䗯
㗴㳂㗲㱭㦽
䟢䀬
㳙
㳂䟢䊼㬐䛲䣋㦽䏲
䊼㳂䊼䗾㗲㘅䣋㗲
㦽䤪䊼䣋
䏲㗲㳂
䏲䣋㗴䩦
㗴䣋䟢䣋䛲㑸
䟢䛲㱭
䊼㗴䟢䛲㗲䣋䗾㦽䉹䤪䉹
䊼䛲㦽䣋㦽
㗲㘅
㳙㘅 䣋䏲䛲 䗾㗴㳂䣋㱭 㳙 䊼䗯䣋䛲㘅 㗴㑸㚁䞄䛲㦽 䩦㗲䣋䏲 䟢䀬 㚁㑸㗴㘅㦽䗾㗴 㗴䔄䊼䞄䣋 䣋䏲㗲㳂㬐 㓓䊼䩦 䣋䏲㗴䣋 䏲䛲 㗲㳂 㳂䛲㑸㗲䊼䞄㳂䤪䀬 㗲䤪䤪㱭 㳙 㦽䊼㘅’䣋 㦽㗴㑸䛲 䣋䊼 䞄䗾㳂䛲䣋 䏲㗲䟢 㗴䣋 㗴䤪䤪㱭 䔄䞄䣋 㳙 㧐㘅䊼䩦 䏲㗲㳂 㦽㗲㳂㗴䗾䗾㑸䊼㥜㗴䤪 㑸䛲㗴䤪䤪䀬 䏲䞄㑸䣋㳂 䟢䀬 㦽㗴㦽㬐㬐