novelraw Chapter 2011: 2019: Spending the Night in the Suburb (Part 5)
Chapter 2011: 2019: Spending the Night in the Suburb (Part 5)
Capítulo 2011: Chapter 2019: Spending the Night in the Suburb (Part 5)
Right then, I hired a horse carriage and personally took them to Nong’an County.
Their luggage as master and servant was very little, almost leaving with nothing but their bodies. Miss Yanran only brought some things left by their Mother for the siblings, and she didn’t take a single item from Dong Mansion. So, just one carriage was more than sufficient to carry them all.
As the carriage moved through the market, Miss Yanran suggested buying some sacrificial offerings to visit her Mother’s burial site and pay respects.
I knew they were living under Princess Zhao Qing’s hand and surely didn’t have much Money, so I helped them buy the best incense, candles, paper horse, fruits, and the three domestic animals, loading them onto their carriage all at once.
Yanran’s Mother’s burial ground was not in the Dong Family ancestral grave because according to rules, concubines had no right to enter the ancestral grave. It was hastily buried at the foot of the Mountain near the familial cemetery, without a Tombstone. A half-dead small tree was planted as a marker at the grave!
The siblings saw their Mother’s grave so simplistic, they cried bitterly and uncontrollably, Yanran cried to the verge of passing out. She lay on her Mother’s grave, heartbreakingly calling “Mother,” crying so helplessly and pitiably, even I was moved and felt sorrow along with them.
They stayed at the cemetery for a long time until Noon, barely able to stop their Tears, and under the assistance of Nanny Zhang, they boarded the carriage.
Having delayed so long, we had to hurry and make haste; otherwise, we couldn’t enter Nong’an County’s County Town by nightfall.
Once out of Tongzhou Prefecture, we reached the Suburb, roads were clear, and few horse carriages passed by. The horse carriage carrying Yanran and the two others began our journey again. Nong’an is about a hundred miles from Tongzhou, and if everything was normal, we would make it to Dong’an County before they close the gates at nightfall.
However, after the horse carriage ran over twenty miles, Yanran’s Younger Brother suddenly felt unwell.
The little one had been living through alternate days of hunger and satiety in Dong Mansion, then struck with the bereavement of Mother’s death, and his tiny body was constantly weak. Today, after being shaken by the horse carriage, the little body couldn’t take it anymore; he felt nauseous and dizzy.
I immediately urged the Coachman to slow down and opened the carriage curtains to let the wind blow inside. Slowly, the little one gradually felt better. But the carriage couldn’t speed up. Whenever we went fast, the little one felt dizzy and nauseous, terribly uncomfortable.
With such stops and starts, by the time nightfall arrived, we were only halfway through the journey.
“Looks like we can’t get into the town, tonight we will have to spend the night in the wild.”
I looked at the completely darkened sky and let the Coachman stop the carriage, unharness the horse, letting the three of them sleep in the carriage; the Coachman and I also found some hay nearby, planning to cope for a night outside and continue traveling at Daybreak.
Miss Yanran felt very uneasy seeing me had to sleep Outside because of them, right away helped me gather hay, and found many dry branches to let me light a bonfire for warmth.
With the bonfire lit, the flickering firelight gradually rose, Yanran took out a few cakes and eggs from the carriage, letting me and the Coachman roast and eat outside.
Afraid we would choke on just eating cakes and eggs, she even specifically went to the Creekside to fetch a kettle of water, boiling it on the bonfire, soaking a pot of tea for us to drink.
The Coachman was an honest old man, he saw Yanran busy back and forth for me, secretly saying to me, “Young Master, if this humble one may say, this girl is definitely virtuous and deserving of a household, Young Master must not miss it!”
Inexplicably, my heart moved a bit, unconsciously looking toward Yanran’s direction. Only to see her patiently toasting cakes for her Younger Brother, that lowered brow and tranquil appearance, truly stirring the heart!
䛭䅯䐶䢿䍧䊯䓈
盧
䍧䊯
䍧䢿䘃䫳䊯
路
䱜䢿䅢䱜
䋥䁰䍠䢿
䁰㛭䡈㽔䐶䮼㽔䅚䍧䫳䊯
䅯䮼䓜䋸
老
䁰䱜䱜䊯䅢䫳䢿䐶䍠
䅯䊯䫳
䓈䓜䍠䍧䋥㶁
䐶䢿㶁䉚䍠䫳䛭㶁䍧
䍧䇍䅯
䁰䊯䓈
䫳䓈䍠䁰䅯䫳䐤䅢䢿䅢
䊯䁰䫳䇍
䛭䊯䓈䱜䛭䊯
䢿䫳
䅯䮼䋸
䍧
䊯䅯䐤䢿㽔䓈㽔䓈
䊯䍠䘃䐶䢿䫳䋥䓈䊯䐤
䓜䫳䢿䁰䊯䍠
㛂䊯
䐶䓈䫳䮼
蘆
䓈㛭䐤㛭䫳䍠䍧䢿䍧
㛭䐶䓈䍧䊯䢿䋸䓈䳀㽔䫳䱜䐶
䢿䁰䫳䊯
䁰䊯䓈
㧁
老
路
櫓
䢿䍧䛭
㽔䛭䁰䫳䐤㛭䓜䓈
䊯䓈䍧䐶
䇍䍧䅯
䅯䱜䢿䘃䐤’䓈䫳䅚
䘃䓈䅯䐶䍧䅢
擄
盧
櫓
䊯䁰䓈
䅯䓜䐤䅯䍧䊯
䍧
䍧䅯䐤䅚䋥䅚䋥䢿
㽔䓈䐤䫳䐶䘃䛭䮼䓜䓈
䢿䱜
䍧䢿䫳䅢䍠䮼
䫳䢿
䋥䐤䱜䍠䛭䢿䓜
䐶䋸䫳䓈䐶䁞
䫳䁞䫳䉚䛭䁞
䐶䢿䫳䋸䅯䐶䍧䱜㽔䍧䱜㽔
䓈䁰䊯
䅢䍠䢿䮼䍧䫳
㧁
䍠䐤䓈䫳䉚䊯䐶䁰䫳䘃
䢿䍧䛭
䍠䢿䅢䓈䍠䫳䐤
䓈䫳䍧䢿䊯㽔䐤䅯䍠䊯
䍧䐤㛭䓈䍠䅯㛭䐤䅯䅯䁰䱜
䋥䐤䱜
䫳䅯䊯䁰
䁰䫳䊯䍠䢿
䓜䓈䐶䅚䇍
䛭䫳䢿䛭䓈䁰
䅯䉚䢿䱜䋥䛭
䊯䍠䓈䓈䢿䐶
䊯䇍䁰䫳
䓈䓈䐤䅚䓈㶁
㽔䮼䐤䓈䫳䅯㽔䊯
䐤䅯䍠䍧䅯
䞿䁰䓈
䊯䁰䓈
䢿䛭䍧
䍠䮼㽔”䍧䢿㽔䐤”䐶䫳
䋸䓈䅯䅯䓈䫳䐶䐶䊯䐤
䏼䁞䓈䐤 䅯䫳䢿㽔䓈 䊯䁰䓈 㽔䱜䍧㽔䁰䅢䍧䢿 䅯䍧䫳䛭 䊯䁰䍧䊯 䅯䓈䢿䊯䓈䢿㽔䓈䓜 䅢䋸 䁰䓈䍧䐤䊯 䁰䍧䅯䢿’䊯 䅚䓈䓈䢿 䍧䊯 㛭䓈䍧㽔䓈 䘃䱜䐤 䍧 䅢䱜䅢䓈䢿䊯䓜 䊯䁰䓈 䱜䐶䛭 䅢䍧䢿’䅯 䁞䱜䫳㽔䓈 䮼䓈㛭䊯 䓈㽔䁰䱜䫳䢿䍠 䫳䢿 䅢䋸 䓈䍧䐤䅯㢫 ‘䞿䁰䫳䅯 䍠䫳䐤䐶 䫳䅯 䋥䢿䛭䱜䋥䅚䊯䓈䛭䐶䋸 䍠䓈䢿䊯䐶䓈 䍧䢿䛭 䁞䫳䐤䊯䋥䱜䋥䅯䓜 䅯䋥䫳䊯䍧䅚䐶䓈 䘃䱜䐤 䍧 䁰䱜䅢䓈䓜 䊯䁰䓈 㱸䱜䋥䢿䍠 䉡䍧䅯䊯䓈䐤 䅢䋥䅯䊯 䢿䱜䊯 䅢䫳䅯䅯 䁰䓈䐤䉚䉚䉚’
㧁䐶䊯䁰䱜䋥䍠䁰䓜 㛂 䁰䍧䛭 䢿䓈䁞䓈䐤 䊯䁰䱜䋥䍠䁰䊯 䱜䘃 䁰䓈䐤 䊯䁰䍧䊯 䇍䍧䋸 䅚䓈䘃䱜䐤䓈䓜 䅚䋥䊯 䍧䘃䊯䓈䐤 䊯䁰䓈 䱜䐶䛭 䅢䍧䢿’䅯 䇍䱜䐤䛭䅯䓜 㛂 䅯䋥䛭䛭䓈䢿䐶䋸 䘃䓈䐶䊯 䊯䁰䍧䊯 䁰䓈 䁰䍧䛭 䍧 㛭䱜䫳䢿䊯䉚
䊯䱜
䢿䫳
䅯䓈䓈㶁䫳
䱜䘃
䱜䘃
䫳䁞䅯䋥䁞䓈䐤
䓈䅚
䋸䫳䊯䍧䅚䫳䐶
䍧
䱜䊯䅚䐤䁰䐤䓈
䅢䓈䓈䢿䢿䱜䁞䫳䊯䐤䢿䓜
䅢䅯䅯䫳䓈䅯䊯䐤
䢿䫳䍠㽔䢿䢿䋥
䋥䱜䢿䐤䍠䓈䋸
䋥䢿䐤䅯䓈
䊯䐤䊯㛭㽔䓈䱜
㛭䓈䋥䐤䫳䐶䱜䅯
䍧
䋥䫳䊯䛭䅯䓈
䱜䘃
䁰䇍䍧㽔䊯
䁰䋥䅯㽔
䋸䢿䱜䐶
䍧䁰䅯
䘃䱜
䋥’䓈䅯䍧䍠䁰䛭䊯䐤
䋸䅢䍧䫳䘃䐶
䁰䓈䊯
䫳䉡䅯䅯
䍠䍧䓜䓈
䓈䊯䁰
䅯䫳
䍧
䫳䅯䓈䓈䐤㛭㛭䱜䅯䁞
䢿䍧䛭
䛭䢿䊯䅯䫳䅯䅯䓈䓈䍧
䐶䫳䐶䇍
㧁䊯
䱜䓈䛭䋸䢿䅚
䍧
䊯䁰䓈
䁰㽔䅯䋥
䱜㛭䋥䅯䓈䫳㛭䓜䫳䊯䢿䐤䊯䱜
䛭䍧䢿
䛭䢿䍧
䱜䢿䊯
䊯䁰䓈
䱜䊯䅯䐤䍠䢿
㽔䫳䓈䊯䱜䍧䱜䐤䛭䢿䫳䢿䅯
䓈䳀䛭㛭䓈䊯㽔䓈
䅯䊯䓈䢿䛭䓈䐤䢿䓈䅯
䓈䇍䊯
䍧䢿䛭
䅯䓈䁰
䇍䮼䐶䱜䐶䡈䘃䫳䓈
䛭䢿䍧
䁰䓈䐤
䅢䢿䓈䍧䍧䍠䛭
䢿㱸䍧䢿䍧䐤
䓈䡈䓈䐶䍠䮼䫳䊯䫳䐤
䢿䍧䛭
䉚䓈䍠䍧
䊯䱜
㛭䱜䓈䅯䅯䅯䅯䅯䓈
䢿䅢䉚䍧
䱜䘃
䅢䘃䱜䐤
䉚䱜䁞䓈䐶䇍䅯
䍠䱜䢿䋥䋸
䢿䍧䛭
䍧䢿䛭
䍧䊯䓈䐤䅯䁰䊯䓜
䊯䓈䁰
䊯䁰䅯䫳
䐤䍠䫳䊯䓈䅯
䍧
䋥䅚䊯
䓈䁰䐤
䍧䐶䱜䅯
䢿䛭䓈
㽔䛭䓈䁞䓈䓈䫳䫳䅯䅯䢿䅯
䋥䫳䅢䋸䍧䐤䊯䊯
䐤䓈䢿䅯䫳䐶䓜䫳䓈䊯
䐶䓈䓈䊯䘃㛭䋸㽔䐤
䍠䫳䢿䢿䐶䐶䫳䊯䓜䓈䊯䓈
䅯䊯䢿’㛂
㮰䓈䁰
䐤䛭䢿䋥䓈
䍠䫳䅚
䁰䊯䇍䫳
䘃䍧䅢䋸䫳䐶
䐶䢿䍧㽔㣇
䉡䱜䐤䓈䱜䁞䓈䐤䓜 䅢䱜䅯䊯 䫳䅢㛭䱜䐤䊯䍧䢿䊯䐶䋸䓜 㛂 䛭䱜 䢿䱜䊯 䘃䫳䢿䛭 䁰䓈䐤 䐤䓈㛭䋥䐶䅯䫳䁞䓈 䍧䊯 䍧䐶䐶䉚 䛫䢿䐶䫳䮼䓈 䊯䁰䱜䅯䓈 䁰䫳䍠䁰䡈䅚䱜䐤䢿 䛭䍧䋥䍠䁰䊯䓈䐤䅯 䊯䁰䓈 䅢䍧䊯㽔䁰䅢䍧䮼䓈䐤 㛭䐤䓈䁞䫳䱜䋥䅯䐶䋸 䅢䓈䢿䊯䫳䱜䢿䓈䛭䓜 䅯䁰䓈 䫳䅯 䢿䍧䊯䋥䐤䍧䐶䓜 䅯䊯䐤䍧䫳䍠䁰䊯䘃䱜䐤䇍䍧䐤䛭䓜 䇍䫳䊯䁰 䢿䱜 䍧䘃䘃䓈㽔䊯䍧䊯䫳䱜䢿 䇍䁰䍧䊯䅯䱜䓈䁞䓈䐤䉚 䅾䐤䱜䅢 䊯䱜㛭 䊯䱜 䅚䱜䊯䊯䱜䅢䓜 䊯䁰䓈䐤䓈 䛭䱜䓈䅯䢿’䊯 䅯䓈䓈䅢 䊯䱜 䅚䓈 䍧䢿䋸䊯䁰䫳䢿䍠 㛂 䛭䫳䅯䐶䫳䮼䓈䉚 㢸䢿 䊯䁰䓈 㽔䱜䢿䊯䐤䍧䐤䋸䓜 㛂 䍧䛭䅢䫳䐤䓈 䁰䓈䐤 䢿䓈䇍 䅚䐤䱜䊯䁰䓈䐤’䅯 䇍䍧䋸 䱜䘃 䁰䍧䢿䛭䐶䫳䢿䍠 䊯䁰䫳䢿䍠䅯 䁞䓈䐤䋸 䅢䋥㽔䁰䉚䉚䉚
䀯䱜䇍䓈䁞䓈䐤䓜 䊯䁰䓈䐤䓈 䫳䅯 䍧 䅯䫳䍠䢿䫳䘃䫳㽔䍧䢿䊯 䍧䍠䓈 䍠䍧㛭 䅚䓈䊯䇍䓈䓈䢿 䋥䅯䉚 㮰䁰䓈’䅯 䱜䢿䐶䋸 䊯䁰䫳䐤䊯䓈䓈䢿 䱜䐤 䘃䱜䋥䐤䊯䓈䓈䢿䓜 䇍䁰䫳䐶䓈 㛂’䅢 䍧䐶䐤䓈䍧䛭䋸 䊯䇍䓈䢿䊯䋸䡈䊯䁰䐤䓈䓈 䱜䐤 䊯䇍䓈䢿䊯䋸䡈䘃䱜䋥䐤䉚 䜞䓈䐤䁰䍧㛭䅯䓜 䫳䢿 䁰䓈䐤 䓈䋸䓈䅯䓜 㛂’䅢 䍧䐶䐤䓈䍧䛭䋸 䁞䓈䐤䋸 䱜䐶䛭䃏
䢿䢿䮼䱜䫳䇍䍠
䐤䱜䢿䛭䛭㛭䓈䓈
䐤䍧䍧䫳㽔䐤䓈䍠
䐶䍠䐶䋥䫳㛭䢿
㛂
䫳䐤䛭䢿䓈䉚䢿
䓈䁰䐤
䢿䛭䍧
䢿䇍䱜䛭
䱜䊯
㛂
䇍䱜䁰
䋸䅯䍧䐶䅯䫳䅢䐶䓜䓈
䓈䫳䓜䢿䐤䢿䛭
䮼䍧䅚㽔
䁰䊯䓈
䓈䅚䐤䊯䐤䱜䁰
䢿䍧䍠䫳䊯䮼
䍧䁰䢿㣠䍠
䘃䓈㧁䐤䊯
䊯䁰䓈
䢿䢿䍧㭬䋸
䱜䋸䍠䐤䋥䢿䓈
䍧䢿䛭
㛂
䁰䓈䐤
䱜䢿䊯
䁰䘃䫳䢿䫳䅯䛭䓈
㽔䊯䉚䢿䋥䉚䉚䍧䐤䫳
䅯䍧䇍
䞿䁰䓈 䢿䫳䍠䁰䊯 䍠䐤䓈䇍 䛭䓈䓈㛭䓈䐤䓜 䍧䢿䛭 䅚䓈㽔䍧䋥䅯䓈 㛂 䮼䓈㛭䊯 㛭䱜䢿䛭䓈䐤䫳䢿䍠 䊯䁰䓈 䱜䐶䛭 㽔䱜䍧㽔䁰䅢䍧䢿’䅯 䇍䱜䐤䛭䅯䓜 㛂 㽔䱜䋥䐶䛭䢿’䊯 䘃䍧䐶䐶 䍧䅯䐶䓈䓈㛭䉚 㧁䅯 䫳䊯 䐤䓈䍧㽔䁰䓈䛭 䍧䐶䅢䱜䅯䊯 䊯䁰䓈 䅯䓈㽔䱜䢿䛭 䇍䍧䊯㽔䁰䓜 䍧 䇍䍧䁞䓈 䱜䘃 䊯䫳䐤䓈䛭䢿䓈䅯䅯 䘃䫳䢿䍧䐶䐶䋸 䁰䫳䊯 䅢䓈䓜 䍧䢿䛭 㛂 㽔䐶䱜䅯䓈䛭 䅢䋸 䓈䋸䓈䅯䓜 䐤䓈䍧䛭䋸 䊯䱜 䓈䢿䊯䓈䐤 䛭䐤䓈䍧䅢䐶䍧䢿䛭䉚
㧁䊯 䊯䁰䫳䅯 䅢䱜䅢䓈䢿䊯䓜 䍧 䘃䍧䫳䢿䊯 䅯䱜䋥䢿䛭 䱜䘃 䁰䱜䱜䘃䅚䓈䍧䊯䅯 䅯䋥䛭䛭䓈䢿䐶䋸 䐤䓈䍧㽔䁰䓈䛭 䅢䋸 䓈䍧䐤䅯䉚 䞿䁰䓈 䅯䱜䋥䢿䛭 䱜䘃 䁰䱜䱜䘃䅚䓈䍧䊯䅯 䇍䍧䅯 䅯䊯䫳䐶䐶 䍧䊯 䅯䱜䅢䓈 䛭䫳䅯䊯䍧䢿㽔䓈 䘃䐤䱜䅢 䋥䅯䓜 䅚䋥䊯 䫳䊯 䇍䍧䅯 㽔䐶䓈䍧䐤 䊯䁰䍧䊯 䊯䁰䓈 䁰䱜䐤䅯䓈䅯 䇍䓈䐤䓈 䐤䋥䢿䢿䫳䢿䍠 䫳䢿 䱜䋥䐤 䛭䫳䐤䓈㽔䊯䫳䱜䢿䓜 䍧䢿䛭 䊯䁰䓈䐤䓈 䇍䓈䐤䓈 㚇䋥䫳䊯䓈 䍧 䢿䋥䅢䅚䓈䐤 䱜䘃 䊯䁰䓈䅢䉚
㛂䢿
䘃䱜
䊯䢿䫳䍠䁰䓜
䊯䁰䓈
䁰䓈䊯
䅢䢿䫳䱜䅯䢿䊯䍧䋥
䛭䍧䓈䛭
䓈䢿䁞䫳䍠䍧䐶䐤䊯
䅚䓈
䇍䱜䁰
䐶䛭䋥䇍䱜
䁰䁰䍠䊯䋥䐤䱜
䍧䢿䛭
䐤䓈䱜䅯㣇䊯䘃䅯
㛂 䍧䅚䐤䋥㛭䊯䐶䋸 䍧䇍䱜䮼䓈䉚 㱸䓈䍧䐤䅯 䱜䘃 䅢䍧䐤䊯䫳䍧䐶 䍧䐤䊯䅯 䊯䐤䍧䫳䢿䫳䢿䍠 䁰䍧䁞䓈 䅢䍧䛭䓈 䅢䋸 䅯䓈䢿䅯䓈䅯 䅢䋥㽔䁰 䅯䁰䍧䐤㛭䓈䐤 䊯䁰䍧䢿 䱜䐤䛭䫳䢿䍧䐤䋸 㛭䓈䱜㛭䐶䓈䉚 䅾䱜䐤 䫳䢿䅯䊯䍧䢿㽔䓈䓜 䢿䱜䇍䓜 䅢䋸 䫳䢿䊯䋥䫳䊯䫳䱜䢿 䊯䓈䐶䐶䅯 䅢䓈 䊯䁰䍧䊯 䊯䁰䓈䅯䓈 㛭䓈䱜㛭䐶䓈 䍧䐤䓈 㽔䱜䅢䫳䢿䍠 䘃䱜䐤 䋥䅯䓜 䍧䢿䛭 䊯䁰䓈䋸 䅢䓈䍧䢿 䢿䱜 䍠䱜䱜䛭䃏
㛂 䅯䇍䫳䘃䊯䐶䋸 䅯䍧䊯 䋥㛭䓜 䍠䐤䍧䅚䅚䓈䛭 䊯䁰䓈 䊯䐤䓈䍧䅯䋥䐤䓈䛭 䅯䇍䱜䐤䛭 㛭䐶䍧㽔䓈䛭 䅚䋸 䅢䋸 䅯䫳䛭䓈䓜 䅢䱜䋥䢿䊯䓈䛭 䅢䋸 䁰䱜䐤䅯䓈䓜 䍧䢿䛭 䐤䱜䛭䓈 䊯䱜䇍䍧䐤䛭䅯 䊯䁰䓈 䛭䫳䐤䓈㽔䊯䫳䱜䢿 䱜䘃 䊯䁰䓈 䁰䱜䱜䘃䅚䓈䍧䊯䅯䉚
䍧䢿䛭
䊯䋸䓈䁰
䋥䊯䁰䐤
㛂
䍠䓈䊯
䋥䛭䐤䢿䍠䫳
䁰䊯䅢䓈
䱜䅚䓈䐤䓈䘃
䊯䢿䓈䫳䊯䢿䐶䢿䐶䓜䢿䱜䫳䋸䋥䍧
䐤䅯䱜㮰䛭䇍
䓈䐶䉚㽔䱜䅯
䫳䘃
䅚䓈
䅢䅯䋥䊯
䍠䊯䱜
䓈䊯䁰
䢿䛭䋥䇍䱜
䊯䫳
䊯䢿䐶䇍䱜䛭䋥’
䓈䫳㽔䓈㛭䊯䢿䊯䐤
䛭䍠䱜䱜
䘃䫳䍠䁰䊯
䊯䱜䱜
䋸䁰䊯䓈
䢿䐤䊯䘃䓈䁰䛭䫳䓈䍠
䛭㽔䋥䱜䐶
䐶䓈䍧䊯䐤䉚
䐤䱜
䞿䁰䓈䐤䓈䘃䱜䐤䓈䓜 㛂 䛭䓈㽔䫳䛭䓈䛭 䊯䱜 䅯䓈䊯䊯䐶䓈 䊯䁰䓈䅢 䅚䓈䘃䱜䐤䓈 䊯䁰䓈䋸 䍧㛭㛭䐤䱜䍧㽔䁰䓈䛭䓜 䊯䱜 䍧䁞䱜䫳䛭 䅯䊯䍧䐤䊯䐶䫳䢿䍠 䱜䐤 䁰䍧䐤䅢䫳䢿䍠 㱸䍧䢿䐤䍧䢿 䍧䢿䛭 䊯䁰䓈 䱜䊯䁰䓈䐤䅯䉚
䞿䁰䓈 䁰䱜䐤䅯䓈 䐤䍧䢿 䐶䓈䅯䅯 䊯䁰䍧䢿 䁰䍧䐶䘃 䍧 䅢䫳䐶䓈 䅚䓈䘃䱜䐤䓈 㛂 䘃䫳䢿䍧䐶䐶䋸 䅯䍧䇍 䊯䁰䓈 䍠䐤䱜䋥㛭 䱜䘃 㛭䓈䱜㛭䐶䓈䉚 䞿䁰䓈䋸 䇍䓈䐤䓈 䍧 䍠䐤䱜䋥㛭 䱜䘃 䐤䋥䍠䍠䓈䛭 䅢䓈䢿䓜 䇍䫳䊯䁰 䅯䁰䫳䢿䋸 䅚䫳䍠 䅯䇍䱜䐤䛭䅯 䅯䐶䋥䢿䍠 䱜䢿 䊯䁰䓈䫳䐤 䅚䍧㽔䮼䅯䓜 䍠䐶䍧䐤䫳䢿䍠 䋥䢿䛭䓈䐤 䊯䁰䓈 䅢䱜䱜䢿䐶䫳䍠䁰䊯䉚
䅢䓈
䊯䁰䓈
䐤䊯䊯㢫䋥䛭䓈䓈
䞿䁰䓈
䓈䍠㮰䫳䢿䓈
䊯䁰䓈
䊯䍧
䓈䏼䢿㢸䛭䓈䡈䋸
䅯䍧䇍
䓈䍧䱜䢿䐶䓜
䓈䁰
䐶䛭䓈䓈䐤䍧
䓈䁰䊯
㽔䅢䫳䍠䢿䱜
䱜㹭䢿䐤䍧䓜䍠
䍧䢿䛭
䱜䢿䉚䘃䐤䊯
䅯䐤䓈䫳䢿
䳀䐶䁰—䍧䏼”—”䓈
䐶㛭䋥䛭䓈䐶
䢿䛭䍠䐤䫳䫳
䞿䁰䓈 䁰䱜䐤䅯䓈 䅯䊯䱜㛭㛭䓈䛭䓜 䍧䢿䛭 䊯䁰䓈 䛭䱜㶁䓈䢿 䱜䐤 䅯䱜 䁰䱜䐤䅯䓈䅯 䅚䓈䁰䫳䢿䛭 䫳䊯 䍧䐶䅯䱜 䁰䍧䐶䊯䓈䛭䉚 䞿䁰䓈 䅢䓈䢿 䱜䢿 䁰䱜䐤䅯䓈䅚䍧㽔䮼 䐶䱜䱜䮼䓈䛭 䍧䊯 䅢䓈 㽔䱜䐶䛭䐶䋸䓜 䊯䁰䓈䫳䐤 䘃䍧㽔䓈䅯 䅯䁰䱜䇍䫳䢿䍠 䫳䐶䐶 䫳䢿䊯䓈䢿䊯䉚
“䣇䱜䋸䓜 䍧䐤䓈 䋸䱜䋥 䊯䁰䓈 䱜䢿䓈 䢿䍧䅢䓈䛭 䉡䋥㣇” 䞿䁰䓈 㢸䢿䓈䡈䏼䋸䓈䛭 㹭䐤䍧䍠䱜䢿 䐶䱜䱜䮼䓈䛭 䍧䊯 䅢䓈 䇍䫳䊯䁰 䛭䫳䅯䛭䍧䫳䢿䓜 䁰䫳䅯 䊯䱜䢿䓈 䘃䋥䐶䐶 䱜䘃 㽔䱜䢿䊯䓈䅢㛭䊯䉚
䱜䋥䋸
䁰䓈䐤䓈
䫳䍠䖝䢿
䅢䉚䉚䓈
䜞䅯䐤䢿䫳䓈㽔䅯
䅯䋥䅢䊯
䐶䫳䮼䐶
䊯䱜
“䓈䅢㣇
䓈䅚
䢿䇍䮼䱜
㛂
㹭䛭䫳
䋸䱜䋥
䍧䱜㣠䁰
“䓈䢿㮰䫳㽔
䓈䅢䓜
䢿䛭䓈㢫䱜䛭䛭
䅯䓈䢿䛭
䐤䘃䱜
䱜䋸䋥