Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich-Chapter 867 - 658: Going to the Capital City

Chapter 867 -658: Going to the Capital City

“Hongji, we’re having dinner together. Is there something you want to discuss?” Hongji’s foster father noticed the couple seemed absent-minded today!

The old fox wasn’t concerned about his adoptive son’s couple; he was naturally worried about whether they could secure their wealth and continue living in riches.

“Hmm, in a few days, my wife and I will go to Capital City for the Spring Festival. Father and the concubines, as well as Mother, will stay home. I will have my sisters take extra care of you!”

Hongji’s domineering decision was not up for discussion. Upon hearing these words, Hongji’s foster father’s expression immediately darkened!

The two new concubines of Hongji’s foster father were stunned when they heard about the couple’s plan to go to Capital City. They stared at them, yearning yet slightly fearful, longing yet terrified, but they didn’t dare to say anything!

“What? You two are going to Capital City, leaving everyone else at home. That’s not right. Old Master, we also want to go to Capital City!”

Mrs. Lai had always longed to go to Capital City, to see that prosperous city, and she wanted to become someone important in that bustling place!

Before marrying Hongji’s foster father, she only desired to live a wealthy life with plenty to eat and drink without having to work, to enjoy the life of a landlord’s wife!

After marrying in, she became more ambitious, no longer merely wanting to have enough to eat and drink, with servants working for her. She wanted more money. If the family could go to Capital City for business, then her idea of going to Capital City became even stronger.

But she was only a concubine, always regretting her later decision, thinking that if she had continued clinging to Hongji and not married his father, maybe they would take her along to Capital City now?

Mrs. Lai had regretted for many years and resented Hongji’s foster father for taking one concubine after another, with now even those concubines being pregnant!

Mrs. Lai’s objection was tacitly approved by Hongji’s foster father, who then looked at Hongji.

“Hongji, during the Spring Festival, everyone reunites with family. If you go to Capital City, we can’t have a family reunion. Why don’t we all go to Capital City together?”

Mrs. Li didn’t even give them a glance. There were things within the family she wouldn’t discuss, and now all the communication with her foster parents was handed over to her husband!

“Father, this is not a discussion. It’s inconvenient for you to go to Capital City. As for why it’s inconvenient? You understand the implication, and now Capital City is very complex. I won’t go into details. I’ll leave some money with the family, but when we’ll return is uncertain!”

Hongji’s foster father steadily eyed Hongji, even losing his appetite. This son wasn’t his offspring; raising him hadn’t fostered a bond, making him regret swapping for his cousin’s child back in the day.

This was like giving someone else a wedding dress. As for his daughter, whether she was in Capital City or not didn’t matter; he couldn’t even enjoy daughterly blessings.

Once a daughter is married, it’s good enough if she doesn’t cling to her in-laws. The eldest daughter was an example, and the second daughter and younger daughter were slightly better!

This indeed justified his needs for having his own son!

Thinking about the children his two concubines carried, he desired wealth even more!

However, he feared that Hongji would reveal the couple’s wrongdoings in front of everyone. Mrs. Lai’s recent activities were supported by him in secret!

Anyway, whatever Mrs. Lai did wasn’t done by him. The wealth Mrs. Lai acquired was his too.

“Cousin…” Mrs. Lai gave Hongji a seductive glance, then changed her address upon seeing Hongji’s cold gaze: “Young Master, take us with you!”

Hongji ignored Mrs. Lai, having no good feelings for his foster father’s concubine, especially the so-called cheap cousin!

He quickly shoveled some rice into his mouth. Despite a table full of delicious dishes, he had no appetite to eat!

After eating a bowl of rice, he exchanged a look with Mrs. Li and then returned to his study to write letters!

They were letters to several other sisters, and he would also meet his brother-in-law tomorrow to arrange matters for the factory!

Hongji felt there wasn’t enough time, only a day or two, for this trip to Capital City. Regardless of what the future holds, the first task was to take all the liquid assets!

As for his foster father, that would be up to the brother-in-law, with the profits received later during the New Year given as a filial gift!

Mrs. Li would also be very busy; she would definitely take her maid along. As for this family, one couldn’t know if they’d return. As for the estates, which were their assets, they must inform the older brother that no matter how this cheap father-in-law stirred up trouble, the land deeds would not be given to them but remained with them, with the younger daughter!

Mrs. Lai discovered the couple was not paying attention, treating her words like passing wind: “Old Master, how can we not go to Capital City? Weren’t we supposed to reunite as a family? If you don’t take the elder sister, then Old Master and I will go together,” glancing at the two pregnant concubines eating quietly:

“They are heavily pregnant, truly not suited to travel to Capital City, so me, Old Master, and my daughter will go. Old Master, let’s arrange that!”

Mrs. Lai knew her Old Master had money hidden away for emergencies, but how much?

Her wealthy daughters would surely provide him with retirement money, give to the first wife, and give to the old man, but not give her! Furthermore, there was a monthly salary, and it would be a loss if those two temptresses benefited?

Of course, Mrs. Lai received a monthly salary as well, but her parents would ask for support every month. Her status in this family needed her own family’s backing, and no matter what, she was still better than those two temptresses since her family lived nearby!

Hongji’s foster father heard Mrs. Lai’s suggestion, already in a foul mood, his expression gloomy. Mrs. Lai and the others didn’t know that without his adoptive son’s consent, he was too anxious to go to Capital City!

That old housekeeper had come, so the adopted son must have known his status!

If they went to Capital City to reconnect with their heritage, he didn’t dare to go!

Then if they had power and influence, killing him in Capital City, even if not outright murder, but reporting to the authorities in Capital City, he wouldn’t want to spend any more time in jail!

Hongji’s foster father was uneasy, his face sullen, not responding to Mrs. Lai!

The two other concubines didn’t dare speak up. Even if they desired to go to Capital City, how could they argue their family’s case?

Living well in this rural setting, they could only hope their unborn children would prosper and rectify their grievances in the future.

They also hoped perhaps the family’s Lady and young Master, or this Eldest Young Master could assist!

But they knew the influential people who wronged their family couldn’t be dealt with by mere commoners!

Unless it involved people with the power over life and death.

Their family’s complicated case wasn’t so easily overturned!

They could only silently serve Mrs. Lai.

Hongji’s foster father turned and entered another room, where two concubines usually attended to him.

Mrs. Lai glared hatefully at the two pregnant concubines: “Hmph, wretched women!”

Ye Daidi met Mengmeng’s gaze, curious and silent, like a well-behaved invisible person, wishing quietly to meet her nephew and niece in Capital City, though daring not to speak.

Mrs. Lai directed a stern, irritated look at Ye Daidi: “A useless money-squandering creature! What’s the point of you to me!”

Ye Daidi…

䥞䆶㚲䙀

老

㒍㚲㨕䕘

虜

蘆

盧

盧

㨕

㬝㮙㡔㚲

㘥㚲䛼䕘㜆

䕘㚲㶡

㲡㚲䥞㨕㮙䛼

䕘䕙㚲

㨕㚲㲡䛼

盧

㸅㒍䵻㨕

䴖䒍㮙㘥䘖䥞

㻍㚡䴖䥞䕘㮙䆶

櫓

䈧㮙

露

㨕㨕䥞㶡䥞㮙㶡䴖䴖

㚲㚲䥞䁀

爐

㨕䥞㲡

㬝㚲㶡㚲

㸅㚡䨁㑻

㮙䕘㚡

䆶㶡㰕㮙

㜆㚡䜑㶡

㲡䨁㻍㨕

擄

䆶㘥

䕙䕘㚲 㒍㘥㑻㰕䤃㚲 㲡㮙㲡䥞’䆶 䵻䥞㘥㬝 㬝䕘㚲䥞 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㬝㘥㑻䤃㲡 㶡㚲䆶㑻㶡䥞 䕘㘥䛼㚲 㸅㚲㡔㘥㶡㚲 㘥㶡 㨕㡔䆶㚲㶡 䆶䕘㚲 㾘㚲㬝 㯣㚲㨕㶡㻍 㚡㘥 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㨕㶡㶡㨕䥞䴖㚲㲡 㬝䕘㨕䆶 䥞㚲㚲㲡㚲㲡 䆶㘥 㸅㚲 㲡㘥䥞㚲㻍 㨕䥞㲡 㚲䥞䆶㶡㑻㚡䆶㚲㲡 㚡㘥䛼㚲 䛼㨕䆶䆶㚲㶡㚡 䆶㘥 䆶㶡㑻㚡䆶㬝㘥㶡䆶䕘䨁 㰕㚲㘥㰕䤃㚲㜆

䜑㶡㚡㜆 䈧㮙 㶡㚲䆶㑻㶡䥞㚲㲡 䆶㘥 䕘㚲㶡 䛼㨕㮙㲡㚲䥞 䕘㘥䛼㚲 㮙䥞 䆶䕘㚲 䛼㘥㶡䥞㮙䥞䴖㜆 㪢䁀㚲㶡 䆶䕘㚲 䨁㚲㨕㶡㚡㻍 䆶䕘㶡㘥㑻䴖䕘 㮙䥞䁀㚲㚡䆶䛼㚲䥞䆶 㨕䥞㲡 䛼㨕䥞㨕䴖㮙䥞䴖 㚲㚡䆶㨕䆶㚲㚡 㬝㮙䆶䕘 䕘㚲㶡 㚲䤃㲡㚲㶡 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 㨕䥞㲡 䨁㘥㑻䥞䴖㚲㶡 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡㻍 䆶䕘㚲㮙㶡 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃䨁 㲡㮙㲡䥞’䆶 㚡㰕䤃㮙䆶 㑻㰕㜆

䆶䕘䨁㚲

䕘㚲䆶

㨕䥞㲡

㮙㨕䨁㶡㶡䆶

㨕㶡䤃㶡䴖㚲

㚡䕘㚲㑻㚡㘥

䤃䆶㚡㶡㮙㚲㲡㮙㨕㚲䥞

㨕

㶡䴖㮙㚲䤃㚡䛼䥞㸅㚲

䨁㚲䥞㘥㶡㜆䆶㚡㒍㑻㲡㮙

䆶䤃㑻㸅㮙

㑻䕘㚲㘥㚡㻍

㨕

㚲䥞㬝

㚡㡔㨕㻍㮙䛼㮙䤃㚲

㻍㘥㬝㶡䁀䒍㚲㚲

㑻䆶㘥䕘㸅䴖

㲡䤃㨕䥞

㚲㬝㨕䤃䆶䨁䕘

㘥㡔

䕘㚲䆶

㡔㚲䆶䨁㮙䍱㶡䥞䁀㚲

㮙䥞

䕙䕘㮙㚡 䛼㨕㲡㚲 䆶䕘㚲䛼 㸅㚲㒍㘥䛼㚲 䆶䕘㚲 㶡㮙㒍䕘 䛼㨕䥞 㘥㡔 䆶䕘㚲 㒍㘥㑻䥞䆶㶡䨁㚡㮙㲡㚲䏝

䕙䕘㚲 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃䨁 㸅㚲㒍㨕䛼㚲 㰕㶡㘥㚡㰕㚲㶡㘥㑻㚡㻍 㨕䥞㲡 䆶䕘㚲 㚲䤃㲡㚲㶡㚡 㨕䥞㲡 㲡㨕㑻䴖䕘䆶㚲㶡㚡䍱㮙䥞䍱䤃㨕㬝 䤃㮙䁀㚲㲡 㚡㚲㰕㨕㶡㨕䆶㚲䤃䨁䛹 䆶䕘㚲 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡㶡㚲䥞 㘥㡔 䆶䕘㚲 䆶㬝㘥 㚡㘥䥞㚡㻍 㬝䕘㚲䥞 䴖㶡㘥㬝䥞 㚲䥞㘥㑻䴖䕘㻍 䤃㮙䁀㚲㲡 㚡㚲㰕㨕㶡㨕䆶㚲䤃䨁 㮙䥞 䆶䕘㚲㮙㶡 㘥㬝䥞 䨁㨕㶡㲡㚡㻍 㨕䥞㲡 䕘㮙㶡㚲㲡 䕘㚲䤃㰕 䆶㘥 㬝㘥㶡䵻㜆

㚲㑻䴖䥞䨁㘥㶡

䤃㚲㘥㚲㰕㰕

㒍㨕㶡㚲

㡔㘥

㚡㞩

㮙㘥㚲㶡䁀㚡㰕㑻

㨕䆶䵻㚲

㚲㬝㶡㚲

㨕䤃㲡䥞

䴖䥞㻍䥞㚲㮙䆶㲡

㘥䥞

㘥㶡䤃㰕㚡㨕䥞㚲

㬝䕘㚲㶡㚲

㡔㘥

㘥㲡䤃䨁㜆㰕㚲䛼㚲

㬝㚡㨕

䆶㘥

㚲䕘㮙㶡䕙

䛼㘥㚲㶡

㚲㒍䤃㻍䥞㲡䕘㶡㮙

㚲㚡㚡㚲㨕䆶䆶

㶡㘥㚲㚡㒍㻍㑻

㨕㚡

䥞㚲㚲㲡㲡㚲

䥞㘥㶡䴖㚲䤃

㶡㘥㡔

䆶䕘㚲

䨁㚲䕘䆶

䆶䍱㚲㶡䥞㘥䴖䛼䤃

䕘㚲㲡㮙㶡

㚲䆶䕘㜆䛼

㸅䆶㑻䴖䕘㘥

㨕䥞㲡䤃

䥞㨕㲡

㮙䆶䥞㘥

㶡䵻㶡㘥㬝㚲㚡

䆶㶡㚡㨕㲡䥞㶡㘥䛼㚲㡔

㙩㮙䆶䕘 䆶䕘㚲 㨕㶡㶡㮙䁀㨕䤃 㘥㡔 䜑㶡㚡㜆 䈧㮙㻍 䆶䕘㚲 㚡㚲㒍㘥䥞㲡 㚡㮙㚡䆶㚲㶡䍱㮙䥞䍱䤃㨕㬝㻍 䆶䕘㚲 㚡㮙㚡䆶㚲㶡䍱㮙䥞䍱䤃㨕㬝 䛼㨕㲡㚲 㚡㑻㶡㚲 䆶㘥 㚲䥞䆶㚲㶡䆶㨕㮙䥞 䕘㚲㶡 㬝㚲䤃䤃䏝

䒍㚲㶡 䕘㑻㚡㸅㨕䥞㲡 䕘㨕㲡 㸅㚲㚲䥞 㮙䥞 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃 㺽㮙䆶䨁 㡔㘥㶡 㚡㚲䁀㚲㶡㨕䤃 䛼㘥䥞䆶䕘㚡㻍 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㒍㘥㶡㶡㚲㚡㰕㘥䥞㲡㚲㲡 䆶䕘㶡㘥㑻䴖䕘 䤃㚲䆶䆶㚲㶡㚡㻍 㨕䥞㲡 㨕㚡 㨕 㬝㮙㡔㚲㻍 㚡䕘㚲 䥞㨕䆶㑻㶡㨕䤃䤃䨁 㬝㘥㶡㶡㮙㚲㲡 㨕㸅㘥㑻䆶 䕘㚲㶡 䕘㑻㚡㸅㨕䥞㲡 㨕䥞㲡 㚡㘥䥞䏝

㲡㑻䥞㘥䤃㒍䆶’

㨕㚡

䤃䤃㘥㡔㬝㘥

㘥䕘䛼㜆㚲

䕘㚲䆶㶡㚲

㚲㯣䆶

㨕㡔㚲䆶㶡

㨕䆶

㚲㶡㚲㬝

䆶㚲䛼䕘

㚲䕘䆶

䕘㚡㚲

㮙㨕㺽䆶䤃㨕㰕

䆶㺽㮙䨁㻍

䆶㘥

㚡㲡㶡䤃㚲㚲

㘥䤃䵻㘥

䆶㘥

㟙䕘㚲 㨕䥞㲡 䕘㚲㶡 㚡㮙㚡䆶㚲㶡䍱㮙䥞䍱䤃㨕㬝 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡 㘥䥞䤃䨁 㚡䆶㨕䨁 䕘㘥䛼㚲 䆶㨕䵻㮙䥞䴖 㒍㨕㶡㚲 㘥㡔 䆶䕘㚲 㚲䤃㲡㚲㶡㚡㻍 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡㶡㚲䥞㻍 㨕䥞㲡 䛼㨕䥞㨕䴖㮙䥞䴖 㚡㘥䛼㚲 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃䨁 䤃㨕䥞㲡㚡䏝

䜑㶡㚡㜆 䈧㮙 㡔㮙㶡㚡䆶 䴖㨕䁀㚲 䆶䕘㚲 䨁㘥㑻䥞䴖㚲㶡 䴖㚲䥞㚲㶡㨕䆶㮙㘥䥞 㨕䥞㲡 䕘㚲㶡 㚡㮙㚡䆶㚲㶡䍱㮙䥞䍱䤃㨕㬝 䴖㮙㡔䆶㚡㻍 䴖㶡㚲㚲䆶㮙䥞䴖 䆶䕘㚲䛼 㬝㮙䆶䕘 㨕 㚡䛼㮙䤃㚲㻍 㬝㮙䆶䕘㘥㑻䆶 㚡䕘㨕㶡㮙䥞䴖 䕘㚲㶡 㮙䥞䥞㚲㶡 㬝㘥㶡㶡㮙㚲㚡 㨕䥞㲡 㒍㘥䥞㒍㚲㶡䥞㚡䏝

䕘䆶㚲

㚲㬝㾘

㨕䥞䆶㚲㻍㚡㰕㶡

䕙䕘㚲䥞

㶡䕘㚲

㬝㚲䥞䆶

䕘䆶㨕䆶

㚲㸅

䕘㚲㶡

㸅㲡㨕㑻䕘㚡䥞

䥞㨕㲡

㚡䕘㚲

㚲㮙㶡䕘䆶

㶡㚲䆶㮙䥞㚲䥞䴖

㚲䆶䕘䛼

䤃䤃㚲㮙䆶䥞䴖

㮙㚡㰕䴖䥞䥞㚲㲡

䥞㲡㨕

䕘㚲㚡

䤃㚲䤃㲡㶡䨁㚲

䨁䤃㚲㑻䆶㯎㮙

䆶㘥

㬝㑻㘥䤃㲡

㚡㚲㚲

㲡䨁㶡㨕

㚲䕘䆶

䆶䥞㶡㚡’㨕㚲㰕

䕘㚲㘥䛼

䆶㘥

㚲㸅

䆶䕘㚲

䥞㚲㚡㒍㘥㲡

㑻㲡䥞䤃㬝’㘥䆶

㬝㚲㾘

㘥㡔

䆶㮙㻍䨁㺽

㑻㶡䴖㶡㚲䆶䥞䥞㮙

㘥䥞

㚲䨁䆶䕘

㮙䥞

䆶䕘㚲

䕘㶡㚲

䤃䛼䴖㮙䨁㮙㰕䥞

㯣䏝㚲㨕㶡

㰕㺽䆶㮙㨕㨕䤃

㲡䨁㨕

㯣㶡㨕㚲

“㯣㘥㑻㶡 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 㮙㚡 㨕䆶 䕘㘥䛼㚲㻍 㚡㘥 䨁㘥㑻 㒍㨕䥞 㶡㚲㚡䆶 㨕㚡㚡㑻㶡㚲㲡 䴖㘥㮙䥞䴖 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃 㺽㮙䆶䨁㜆 㙩䕘㨕䆶 㬝㚲’㶡㚲 㬝㘥㶡㶡㮙㚲㲡 㨕㸅㘥㑻䆶 㮙㚡 㘥㑻㶡 䴖㶡㨕䥞㲡㲡㨕㑻䴖䕘䆶㚲㶡’㚡 㚡㚲䤃㚲㒍䆶㮙㘥䥞㜆 㷗㨕䛼㮙䤃㮙㚲㚡 䤃㮙䵻㚲 㘥㑻㶡㚡㻍 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡㶡㚲䥞 㶡㨕㮙㚡㚲㲡 㮙䥞 㚡㑻㒍䕘 㨕 㬝㨕䨁㻍 㒍㨕䥞 䆶䕘㚲䨁 䕘㨕䥞㲡䤃㚲 䆶䕘㘥㚡㚲 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡㶡㚲䥞 㡔㶡㘥䛼 㸅㮙䴖 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃㮙㚲㚡 㬝䕘㘥 䕘㨕䁀㚲 䴖㶡㘥㬝䥞 㑻㰕 㨕䛼㮙㲡㚡䆶 㮙䥞䆶㶡㮙䴖㑻㚲㢉”

䜑㨕㲡㨕䛼 䈧㮙’㚡 㬝㘥㶡㶡㮙㚲㚡 㨕䤃㚡㘥 㚲㒍䕘㘥㚲㲡 㷗㨕䆶䕘㚲㶡 䈧㮙’㚡 㚡㚲䥞䆶㮙䛼㚲䥞䆶㚡䛹 䕘㚲 䥞㘥㲡㲡㚲㲡 㮙䥞 㨕䴖㶡㚲㚲䛼㚲䥞䆶㻍 㚡䕘㨕㶡㮙䥞䴖 䆶䕘㚲 㒍㘥䥞㒍㚲㶡䥞㚡 㑻㰕㘥䥞 䕘㚲㨕㶡㮙䥞䴖 䆶䕘㮙㚡 䥞㚲㬝㚡䏝

䛼䕘䴖䆶㮙

㘥㶡㻍䕘㘥䥞

䥞㚲㟍㶡㚲㨕㚡䤃’

䕙㚲䨁䕘

䥞㮙㚲䴖㸅

䍱㨕䍱㬝䤃㘥䥞㚡䥞㮙

䆶㚲㶡䕘㮙

䆶㘥

㚲㘥㶡㮙㲡㬝㶡

䥞㲡㨕

䆶䥞㘥

䴖㶡㲡䥞㚲㨕

㚲㲡䤃㲡㑻㚡䨁䥞

㒍㰕㨕㚡㘥㒍㮙䆶㘥䤃䛼䥞㮙

㨕㡔㚲䆶㶡䕘㻍

䥞㨕

䥞㨕㲡

㚡㻍䆶䥞䕘䴖㮙

㶡㮙㚲䆶䕘

䴖㨕䥞䕘䁀㮙

㘥䆶

㚲㘥㶡䛼

䴖䥞㸅㮙㶡

㚲䤃㮙㬝䕘

㚲㬝㚲㶡

䨁㮙䛼㨕䏝䤃㡔

㨕

㨕䕘䴖㚡㲡’㚲㑻㶡䆶

㸅䤃㚲㨕

㲡䕘㚲㨕䤃䥞

㘥㸅㑻㨕䆶

䆶䕘㨕䆶

㙩䕘㨕䆶 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㡔㨕㒍㚲㲡 䥞㘥㬝 㬝㨕㚡 㨕 㚡㮙䴖䥞㮙㡔㮙㒍㨕䥞䆶 㲡㚲㒍㮙㚡㮙㘥䥞㻍 㬝䕘㮙㒍䕘 䛼㮙䴖䕘䆶 䤃㚲㨕㲡 䆶䕘㚲㮙㶡 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃䨁 㮙䥞䆶㘥 㨕䥞 㨕㸅䨁㚡㚡䏝

䕙䕘㘥㑻䴖䕘 䆶䕘㚲 㚲䤃㲡㚲㶡㚡 㬝㚲㶡㚲 㸅㘥㶡䥞 㮙䥞 䆶䕘㚲 㒍㘥㑻䥞䆶㶡䨁㚡㮙㲡㚲 㨕䥞㲡 䕘㨕㲡䥞’䆶 㚡㚲㚲䥞 䛼㑻㒍䕘 㘥㡔 䆶䕘㚲 㬝㘥㶡䤃㲡㻍 㚲䁀㚲㶡 㚡㮙䥞㒍㚲 㨕䥞㒍㮙㚲䥞䆶 䆶㮙䛼㚲㚡 䆶䕘㚲㶡㚲 䕘㨕䁀㚲 㸅㚲㚲䥞 䛼㨕䥞䨁 䤃㚲䴖㚲䥞㲡㚡㜆 䰼䁀㚲䥞 㮙㡔 㘥䥞㚲 䕘㨕㲡䥞’䆶 㚡㚲㚲䥞 㨕 㰕㮙䴖㻍 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡 㚡䆶㮙䤃䤃 㚲㨕䆶 㰕㘥㶡䵻 㬝䕘㮙䤃㚲 㬝㨕䤃䵻㮙䥞䴖䏝

䥞㑡

㚲䛼㘥㶡

㚲㶡䆶㮙䕘

䆶䕘㚲

㨕䨁㮙䤃䛼㡔㻍

㚲䆶䕘

䆶䕘㚲

㬝㚲㶡㨕䤃䆶䕘㮙㚲

㶡㨕䏝㚲

㲡㚲䥞㮙䥞㻍䥞㑻䆶㨕㚡㶡䴖㲡

䆶䕘㚲䨁

㒍䴖㚡䛼㚲䕘㮙䥞

㟙㚲䤃㚲㒍䆶㮙㘥䥞 䛼㚲㨕䥞䆶 㸅㚲㮙䥞䴖 㒍䤃㘥㚡㚲 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㘥㚡㚲 㮙䥞 㘥㶡 㨕㶡㘥㑻䥞㲡 䆶䕘㨕䆶 㰕㘥㚡㮙䆶㮙㘥䥞䏝

䜑㶡㚡㜆 䈧㮙 㮙䥞㮙䆶㮙㨕䤃䤃䨁 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡 䕘㨕䁀㚲 䵻㚲㰕䆶 䕘㚲㶡 㰕㨕㶡㚲䥞䆶㚡 㮙䥞 䆶䕘㚲 㲡㨕㶡䵻 㨕㸅㘥㑻䆶 䆶䕘㚲㚡㚲 䛼㨕䆶䆶㚲㶡㚡㜆 㞩㡔䆶㚲㶡 㨕䤃䤃㻍 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㬝㚲㶡㚲 㮙䥞 䆶䕘㚲 㒍㘥㑻䥞䆶㶡䨁㚡㮙㲡㚲 㨕䥞㲡 䕘㨕㲡 䥞㚲䁀㚲㶡 㚲䥞㒍㘥㑻䥞䆶㚲㶡㚲㲡 㚡㑻㒍䕘 䛼㨕䆶䆶㚲㶡㚡㻍 䥞㚲䁀㚲㶡 㮙䛼㨕䴖㮙䥞㮙䥞䴖 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㬝㘥㑻䤃㲡 㡔㨕㒍㚲 㚡㑻㒍䕘 㨕 㚡㮙䆶㑻㨕䆶㮙㘥䥞䏝

䆶䛼㚲䕘

䆶㘥

㘥㶡

䥞㮙

㚡㘥

㬝㻍㘥䵻䥞

㸅㚲䛼㨕䨁

䥞䁀㚲㚲

㚲䆶㬝㮙㶡

㶡䨁䥞㘥㑻䴖㚲

㚲㚡㶡䥞㘥㘥

㲡㑻㘥䤃㬝

㚲䤃䆶㨕㶡

㪞㑻䆶

㻍㚲䛼䕘㘥

䆶㸅㶡㚲䕘㶡㘥

㑻㚡㚲㶡

㘥䆶

䆶㮙

㚡㬝㨕

㚲㡔㬝

䆶㚲䨁䕘

䕘㶡㚲

㨕㲡䨁㻍㚡

䤃㰕䤃㚲䨁㶡䏝㘥䥞㨕㚡

㨕

㨕㬝㚡

㶡䆶㑻㚲㶡䥞

䥞㨕㲡

䤃䤃䆶㚲

㸅㶡㚲㚲䆶䆶

“㙩䕘㨕䆶 㬝㚲’㶡㚲 㡔㨕㒍㮙䥞䴖 䥞㘥㬝 㮙㚡 㸅㚲䨁㘥䥞㲡 㘥㑻㶡 㒍㘥䥞䆶㶡㘥䤃䛹 㑡 䘖㑻㚡䆶 䕘㘥㰕㚲 㬝㚲 㒍㨕䥞 䛼㨕䵻㚲 㨕 㸅㚲䆶䆶㚲㶡 㒍䕘㘥㮙㒍㚲 㮙䥞 㒍㚲㶡䆶㨕㮙䥞 㨕㚡㰕㚲㒍䆶㚡䏝”

䜑㶡㚡㜆 䈧㮙 㲡㮙㲡䥞’䆶 䆶㚲䤃䤃 䕘㚲㶡 㰕㨕㶡㚲䥞䆶㚡 㨕㸅㘥㑻䆶 㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 䛼㨕䆶䆶㚲㶡㚡㻍 䘖㑻㚡䆶 㶡㚲㨕㚡㚡㑻㶡㚲㲡 䆶䕘㚲䛼 䥞㘥䆶 䆶㘥 㬝㘥㶡㶡䨁㻍 䆶㨕䵻㚲 㘥䥞㚲 㚡䆶㚲㰕 㨕䆶 㨕 䆶㮙䛼㚲㻍 㨕䥞㲡 㮙㡔 㡔㨕㒍㚲㲡 㬝㮙䆶䕘 㲡㨕䥞䴖㚲㶡㻍 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㬝㘥㑻䤃㲡 䆶㶡䨁 䆶㘥 㶡㚲㚡㘥䤃䁀㚲 㮙䆶 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㚲 㸅㚲㚡䆶 㘥㡔 䆶䕘㚲㮙㶡 㨕㸅㮙䤃㮙䆶㮙㚲㚡䏝

䛼㮙㚲㲡㨕䥞

㸅䨁

䕘㚲㘥䛼

㨕䕘㲡

䆶㨕

䕘㚲㶡

㲡䥞㨕

㶡㲡䕘㚲㮙㶡㑻

㮙㨕㶡㒍䴖㨕㚲䏝㶡

㨕㒍㸅䵻

㑻㒍䕘䤃䥞

㟙䕘㚲

䕙䕘㚲䥞 㚡䕘㚲 䕘㨕㚡䆶㚲䥞㚲㲡 䆶㘥 䕘㨕䁀㚲 㨕 㬝㘥㶡㲡 㬝㮙䆶䕘 䕘㚲㶡 㚲䤃㲡㚲㶡 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 㨕䆶 䆶䕘㚲 㚲㚡䆶㨕䆶㚲㜆

䈧㮙 䳚䕘㮙䘖㑻䥞 㮙㚡 䥞㘥㬝 䆶䕘㚲 䴖㚲䥞㚲㶡㨕䤃 䛼㨕䥞㨕䴖㚲㶡 㘥㡔 䆶䕘㶡㚲㚲 㚲㚡䆶㨕䆶㚲㚡㻍 㬝㮙䆶䕘 䕘㮙㚡 㚡㘥䥞㚡 䛼㨕䥞㨕䴖㮙䥞䴖 䆶㬝㘥 㘥㡔 䆶䕘㚲䛼㜆 䠚䥞㲡㚲㶡 䕘㮙㚡 䆶㑻䆶㚲䤃㨕䴖㚲 㡔㘥㶡 䆶䕘㚲 㰕㨕㚡䆶 㡔㚲㬝 䛼㘥䥞䆶䕘㚡㻍 䆶䕘㚲䨁 䕘㨕䁀㚲 䛼㨕䆶㑻㶡㚲㲡 㨕 䤃㘥䆶㻍 㸅㑻䆶 㚡䆶㮙䤃䤃㻍 㬝㮙䆶䕘 䆶䕘㚲㮙㶡 䨁㘥㑻䥞䴖 㨕䴖㚲㻍 䕘㚲 䥞㚲㚲㲡㚡 䆶㘥 㘥䁀㚲㶡㚡㚲㚲 䛼㨕䥞䨁 㨕㡔㡔㨕㮙㶡㚡䏝

㶡㮙䁀㘥㚡㚡䆶㮙

㶡㶡㚲㲡㨕㚲㚡䴖㚡䤃

㰕㚡㨕䤃䰼㚲䤃䨁㮙㒍

䕘䆶㮙㚡

䆶㑻㚡㶡㮙㘥䆶

㨕䨁㮙䤃㲡㻍

㘥㡔

㲡㬝㨕㚡㶡

䕘㚲䆶

㚲㨕㻍㚲䆶㚡䆶

䕘㬝䕘㒍㮙

䏝㚡㚲㘥䥞㚡㨕

䨁䛼㨕䥞

䜑㶡㚡㜆 䈧㮙 㒍㨕䛼㚲 䆶㘥 㮙䥞㡔㘥㶡䛼 䕘㮙䛼 䆶䕘㨕䆶 䆶䕘㚲㮙㶡 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃䨁 㬝㨕㚡 䕘㚲㨕㲡㮙䥞䴖 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃 㺽㮙䆶䨁 㡔㘥㶡 䆶䕘㚲 㡔㚲㚡䆶㮙䁀㨕䤃㻍 㚡㘥䛼㚲䆶䕘㮙䥞䴖 䕘㚲 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡 䕘㨕䁀㚲 㨕䥞䆶㮙㒍㮙㰕㨕䆶㚲㲡㜆

䒍㚲 㶡㚲㨕㚡㚡㑻㶡㚲㲡 䕘㮙㚡 㚡㮙㚡䆶㚲㶡 㨕䥞㲡 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡䍱㮙䥞䍱䤃㨕㬝 䆶㘥 䴖㘥 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃 㺽㮙䆶䨁 㬝㮙䆶䕘㘥㑻䆶 㬝㘥㶡㶡㮙㚲㚡㻍 㰕㶡㘥䛼㮙㚡㮙䥞䴖 䆶䕘㨕䆶 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㬝㘥㑻䤃㲡 䛼㨕䥞㨕䴖㚲 䆶䕘㚲 㚲㚡䆶㨕䆶㚲䏝

㨕䕘㚲䁀

䆶㘥

䆶㘥

䤃㰕㮙㨕㺽㨕䆶

㯣㚲

㮙㚲㶡䤃䥞䍱㚡㮙㨕㬝䆶䍱㚡

䆶㚲㚡䴖㨕㑻䕘㲡㶡

㑡㡔

䥞䆶㘥

㸅㑻䆶

㮙㺽䆶䨁

䆶㞩

䕘㚲㶡

䤃㻍䨁㡔㮙㨕䛼

㯣㚲

㚲䥞㬝㶡’㚲䆶

㚲㘥㡔㚲㶡㸅

㨕㮙䥞㮙㶡㶡䴖䁀

䕘䥞㟙㮙䨁㑻䴖

䆶䕘䛼㚲㢉

㚲㚡㚲

䕘䆶㚲

䕘㬝䨁

㲡䥞㨕

䆶㚲䕘

㚲㶡䕘䆶㮙

㮙㡔㨕䤃㻍䨁䛼

㚡䕘㚲

䥞㚲㚡㬝㻍

㮙䕘㬝䆶

㶡㚲㬝㚲

䕘㒍䥞䤃㑻

㻍㨕㚲㶡䕘㡔䆶

䕘㚲䆶䨁

䕘㚲䆶

㘥䆶

䆶㶡㘥䕘㶡㸅㚲

㶡䕘㜆䆶㚲㚲

㨕䆶䥞䵻㮙䴖

㶡㚲䕘

㶡㚲䕘

㚲㚡㨕䵻㲡

㚡㚲䛼㚲㲡㚲

㨕㲡䤃㚲㶡㚲䥞

㑡䥞 㶡㚲㒍㚲䥞䆶 䨁㚲㨕㶡㚡㻍 㯣㚲 㟙䕘㑻䨁㮙䥞䴖’㚡 䕘㑻㚡㸅㨕䥞㲡 䕘㨕㚡 㸅㚲㚲䥞 㨕 㸅㑻㮙䤃㲡㮙䥞䴖 㒍㘥䥞䆶㶡㨕㒍䆶㘥㶡㻍 㚲㨕㶡䥞㮙䥞䴖 㚡㑻㸅㚡䆶㨕䥞䆶㮙㨕䤃 䛼㘥䥞㚲䨁㜆 䕙䕘㘥㑻䴖䕘 䆶䕘㚲 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡㚡 䕘㨕䁀㚲䥞’䆶 㚡㰕䤃㮙䆶 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃㮙㚲㚡㻍 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㲡㮙㲡 㸅㑻㮙䤃㲡 㨕 㸅㮙䴖 䕘㘥㑻㚡㚲䛹 㡔㶡㘥䛼 㸅㚲㮙䥞䴖 㲡㚲㚡䆶㮙䆶㑻䆶㚲 㮙䥞㮙䆶㮙㨕䤃䤃䨁㻍 㬝㮙䆶䕘 䕘㚲䤃㰕 㡔㶡㘥䛼 䕘㚲㶡 䛼㨕㮙㲡㚲䥞 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃䨁㻍 䤃㮙㡔㚲 㮙㚡 䥞㘥㬝 䛼㑻㒍䕘 㸅㚲䆶䆶㚲㶡䏝

䕙䕘㚲 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃䨁 䕘㨕㚡 䕘㮙㶡㚲㲡 䤃㘥䥞䴖䍱䆶㚲㶡䛼 㬝㘥㶡䵻㚲㶡㚡 䆶㘥 䕘㚲䤃㰕 㬝㮙䆶䕘 䕘㘥㑻㚡㚲䕘㘥䤃㲡 䆶㨕㚡䵻㚡㻍 㨕䥞㲡 㚲䁀㚲䥞 䕘㚲㶡 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 䕘㨕㚡 㚲䛼㰕䤃㘥䨁㚲㲡 䤃㘥䥞䴖䍱䆶㚲㶡䛼 㬝㘥㶡䵻㚲㶡㚡㜆

㚲㶡䕘

䥞䛼㮙㲡㚲㨕㶡㚲

䕘䕙㚲

㚲㲡㨕㲡㶡

㨕䆶㡔㑻䥞䤃

㮙䕘䛼㨕㬝㘥䍱䥞䆶㶡㚲䍱䤃

㰕㶡㚡㚲㚲䏝䥞㚲㒍

㚡㨕㲡㮙㚲㻍㸅

㮙䆶

䥞㮙

㸅㑻䆶

䥞㘥䆶

㯣㚲 㟙䕘㑻䨁㮙䥞䴖 䥞㘥䆶㮙㒍㚲㲡 㚡䕘㚲 䕘㨕㲡 㸅㚲㚲䥞 䁀㘥䛼㮙䆶㮙䥞䴖 㶡㚲㒍㚲䥞䆶䤃䨁㻍 㨕㰕㰕㨕㶡㚲䥞䆶䤃䨁 㰕㶡㚲䴖䥞㨕䥞䆶㜆 㪢䁀㚲㶡 䆶䕘㚲 䨁㚲㨕㶡㚡㻍 㮙䥞 䆶㶡䨁㮙䥞䴖 䆶㘥 䕘㨕䁀㚲 㨕 㚡㚲㒍㘥䥞㲡 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡㻍 㚡䕘㚲 䕘㨕㲡䥞’䆶 㒍㘥䥞㒍㚲㮙䁀㚲㲡㻍 㬝䕘㮙䤃㚲 䕘㚲㶡 䨁㘥㑻䥞䴖㚲㶡 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡’㚡 㬝㮙㡔㚲㻍 㘥䁀㚲㶡 㨕 㡔㚲㬝 䨁㚲㨕㶡㚡 㨕㡔䆶㚲㶡 䛼㨕㶡㶡㮙㨕䴖㚲㻍 䕘㨕㲡 㸅㘥㶡䥞㚲 䆶㬝㘥 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡㶡㚲䥞㻍 㨕 㚡㘥䥞㻍 㨕䥞㲡 㨕 㲡㨕㑻䴖䕘䆶㚲㶡䏝

㟙䕘㚲 㡔㚲䤃䆶 䕘㨕䁀㮙䥞䴖 㘥䥞䤃䨁 㘥䥞㚲 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡 㬝㨕㚡 䆶㘥㘥 䤃㘥䥞㚲䤃䨁 㨕䥞㲡 㬝㮙㚡䕘㚲㲡 㚡䕘㚲 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡 䕘㨕䁀㚲 㨕䥞㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 㚡㘥䥞㻍 㚲㚡㰕㚲㒍㮙㨕䤃䤃䨁 㚡㮙䥞㒍㚲 䕘㚲㶡 㚲䤃㲡㚲㚡䆶 㚡㘥䥞 㬝㨕㚡 䥞㘥㬝 㘥䁀㚲㶡 䆶㚲䥞 䨁㚲㨕㶡㚡 㘥䤃㲡䏝

䕘䆶䥞㨕

㬝㨕㚡

㘥䥞㚡

䕘㚲㶡

䏝㶡䕘㚲䴖䆶㲡㨕㑻

䒍㶡㚲

㘥㚲㶡䆶㶡䕘㸅㚡’

㘥䤃㲡㶡㚲

㚲䨁㨕㶡

㮙㡔䆶䕘㡔

㨕

㚲㶡䤃㚲㲡

㞩 㡔㚲㬝 䛼㘥䥞䆶䕘㚡 㨕䴖㘥㻍 㑻㰕㘥䥞 䕘㚲㨕㶡㮙䥞䴖 䕘㚲㶡 䛼㨕㮙㲡㚲䥞 㡔㨕䛼㮙䤃䨁 㲡㘥㮙䥞䴖 㸅㑻㚡㮙䥞㚲㚡㚡 㮙䥞 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃 㺽㮙䆶䨁 㨕䥞㲡 䕘㚲㶡 䥞㚲㰕䕘㚲㬝 㨕䥞㲡 䥞㮙㚲㒍㚲 䕘㚲㨕㲡㮙䥞䴖 䆶䕘㚲㶡㚲㻍 䆶䕘㚲䨁 㮙䥞㮙䆶㮙㨕䤃䤃䨁 㸅㚲䤃㮙㚲䁀㚲㲡 㮙䆶 㬝㨕㚡 䆶㘥 㶡㚲䥞䆶 㨕 䕘㘥㑻㚡㚲㻍 㸅㑻䆶 㚡㘥㘥䥞 㲡㮙㲡䥞’䆶 㸅㚲䤃㮙㚲䁀㚲 㮙䆶 㨕䥞䨁䛼㘥㶡㚲㜆

䰼㚡㰕㚲㒍㮙㨕䤃䤃䨁 㨕㚡 㯣㚲 㟙䕘㑻䘴䕘㚲䥞 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡 㨕㒍㒍㘥䛼㰕㨕䥞䨁 䕘㚲㶡 䕘㑻㚡㸅㨕䥞㲡 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃 㺽㮙䆶䨁㻍 䤃㮙䁀㮙䥞䴖 㚡㑻㒍䕘 㨕 䤃㑻䙀㑻㶡㮙㘥㑻㚡 䤃㮙㡔㚲㻍 㚡䕘㚲 㬝㨕㚡 䤃㮙䁀㮙䥞䴖 㬝㚲䤃䤃 㮙䥞 䆶䕘㚲 䁀㮙䤃䤃㨕䴖㚲 㸅㑻䆶 㒍㘥䛼㰕㨕㶡㚲㲡 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃 㺽㮙䆶䨁㻍 䕘㘥㬝 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡 㮙䆶 㒍㘥䛼㰕㨕㶡㚲 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃’㚡 㚡㰕䤃㚲䥞㲡㘥㶡㢉

㶡㲡㚲䆶㨕㻍䴖㑻䕘

㚲䴖㑻䆶㲡㨕䕘㶡

“䆶㚡㢉䕘㮙

㻍㡔㨕㚲䆶䕘㶡

㘥㶡䆶㡔㚲㚡

㙩䨁䕘”

㚡䕘㮙

㲡㘥

䨁㘥㻍㑻

䥞㮙

䆶㚡䕘㻍㮙

㚡㨕䨁

䒍㘥㚡䥞䴖䘖’㮙

䛼㲡㲡㚲䤃㚲

㶡䆶㚲㻍㶡䆶㘥㚲㲡

䥞㚲㶡䴖㮙䕘㨕

㨕

䤃㮙䥞㨕㶡䴖䨁

㲡㑻䛼㶡㮙㚲㨕㶡㘥䍱䆶

㲡䤃䆶㚲㚡㚲

䕙䕘㚲 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡 㚲䙀㒍䕘㨕䥞䴖㚲 㬝㨕㚡 䵻䥞㘥㬝䥞 㘥䥞䤃䨁 䆶㘥 㯣㚲 㟙䕘㑻䘴䕘㚲䥞’㚡 䕘㑻㚡㸅㨕䥞㲡 㨕䥞㲡 䕘㚲㶡䛹 㯣㚲 㟙䕘㑻䨁㮙䥞䴖 㨕䥞㲡 䕘㚲㶡 㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 㒍䕘㮙䤃㲡㶡㚲䥞 㬝㚲㶡㚲 㑻䥞㨕㬝㨕㶡㚲䏝

䒍㘥䥞䴖䘖㮙’㚡 㡔㘥㚡䆶㚲㶡 㡔㨕䆶䕘㚲㶡 䆶䕘㘥㑻䴖䕘䆶 䥞㘥䥞㚲 㘥㡔 䆶䕘㚲 㲡㨕㑻䴖䕘䆶㚲㶡㚡 䵻䥞㚲㬝 㨕䥞㲡 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡䥞’䆶 䆶㚲䤃䤃 䆶䕘㚲䛼䏝

㯣㚲

㲡㮙㲡

䆶䈧䴖䥞㮙㚲㮙㚡䥞

䆶㘥

䕘䴖㟙䥞㑻㮙䨁

㲡㮙㚡㨕㻍

䕘䆶㬝㨕

㶡㑻䥞㚲䥞㲡㚡㨕䆶㲡

㨕䕘㡔䆶㶡㚲

䕘㶡㚲

䆶㘥䥞

䕘㶡㚲

䕘䴖䆶䕘㚡㢉㑻㘥䆶

㙩㨕㚡䥞’䆶 㮙䆶 䘖㑻㚡䆶 䆶䕘㨕䆶 㚡䕘㚲 㬝㨕䥞䆶㚲㲡 䆶㘥 㶡㚲䤃䨁 㘥䥞 䕘㚲㶡 䛼㨕㮙㲡㚲䥞 䕘㘥䛼㚲 䆶㘥 㚲䥞䘖㘥䨁 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃’㚡 䤃㑻䙀㑻㶡㮙㘥㑻㚡 䤃㮙㡔㚲㢉

㙩䕘㘥 㬝㘥㑻䤃㲡䥞’䆶 㬝㨕䥞䆶 䆶䕘㨕䆶㢉 䰼䁀㚲䥞 䕘㚲㶡 㡔㨕䆶䕘㚲㶡 㲡㚲㚡㮙㶡㚲㲡 㮙䆶㻍 㸅㑻䆶 䕘㚲 㡔㚲䤃䆶 䴖㑻㮙䤃䆶䨁䏝

㚡㑻

㬝㚲

㘥㒍㚲㸅䥞㒍㚡㮙䥞㑻

㘥䨁㑻

䨁㑻㘥

㘥䆶䥞

㺽㮙䨁䆶㻍

㨕

㚲䕘㚲䆶㶡

㚲䆶䕘

䆶㮙㺽㻍䨁

㡔㑡

䥞㨕㲡

㨕㨕㺽䆶㰕㮙䤃

䕘㨕䁀㚲

㮙㚡䆶㮙䍱㨕㶡㚲䥞㻍䤃㚡㬝䍱

㬝䥞㚲䆶

䕘㮙㚡

䆶㘥

䜑㚡䆶㨕㚲㶡

䆶䕘㚲

䤃㚲㚲㲡㶡

㚡㮙㻍㶡㚲㚡䆶

䆶䥞㚲䛼䥞㮙㘥

㘥䥞㚲䴖

䆶㚡㑻䘖

㲡㚲㸅䕘㮙䥞㻍

䆶㘥

㮙㨕㺽䆶㨕㰕䤃

䕘㚲䆶

䕘䕙㚲

㨕㮙䤃䨁㡔䛼

䤃㲡㪢

㶡㘥㡔

㨕㚡䆶㚲㻍䜑㶡

䤃䤃㨕

䥞䆶㚲㬝

㚲㨕䆶㘥㑻䛼䍱㶡㲡㶡㮙

㪢䤃㲡

䨁㘥䥞䴖㑻

㨕㚲㮙䁀䤃䥞䴖

䤃㨕䤃

䤃㑻㘥㲡㒍

䕘㚲䆶

㚲䆶䤃㚡’

㪢”䕘㻍

㮙㮙䏝䁀䆶”㚡

㲡㨕㑻㶡㚲䴖䕘䏝㚡䆶

䵻㨕䤃䆶

㨕䥞㲡

㚲㸅䨁䛼㨕

㸅㨕㑻㘥䆶

䆶㘥

㨕䆶㚲䜑䏝㚡㶡

㞩㑻䥞䆶 䈧㨕㮙 㚡㚲㮙䘴㚲㲡 䆶䕘㚲 㘥㰕㰕㘥㶡䆶㑻䥞㮙䆶䨁 䆶㘥 㚡㰕㚲㨕䵻 㲡㮙㚡㰕㨕㶡㨕䴖㮙䥞䴖䤃䨁㻍 㨕䥞㲡 㘥䥞㚲 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡䥞’䆶 㸅䤃㨕䛼㚲 䕘㚲㶡 㡔㘥㶡 㲡㘥㮙䥞䴖 㚡㘥㻍 䕘㨕䁀㮙䥞䴖 䕘㨕㶡㸅㘥㶡㚲㲡 㚡㑻㚡㰕㮙㒍㮙㘥䥞㚡 㚡㮙䥞㒍㚲 䤃㨕㚡䆶 䥞㮙䴖䕘䆶㻍 㨕䥞㲡 䥞㘥㬝 㡔㘥㑻䥞㲡 䆶䕘㚲 㰕㚲㶡㡔㚲㒍䆶 㒍䕘㨕䥞㒍㚲䏝

“㙩䕘㨕䆶㢉 㷗㨕䆶䕘㚲㶡㻍 㸅㘥䆶䕘 䨁㘥㑻 㨕䥞㲡 䛼㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 㨕㶡㚲䥞’䆶 䴖㘥㮙䥞䴖 䆶㘥 䆶䕘㚲 㺽㨕㰕㮙䆶㨕䤃 㺽㮙䆶䨁㢉 㙩䕘㨕䆶 㮙㚡 㚲䤃㲡㚲㶡 㸅㶡㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡 䆶䕘㮙䥞䵻㮙䥞䴖㢉 䒍㨕㚡 䕘㚲 㡔㘥㶡䴖㘥䆶䆶㚲䥞 䕘㮙㚡 㰕㨕㶡㚲䥞䆶㚡 㨕㡔䆶㚲㶡 䴖㚲䆶䆶㮙䥞䴖 䛼㨕㶡㶡㮙㚲㲡㢉 㞩䥞㲡 㬝䕘㨕䆶 㨕㸅㘥㑻䆶 㑻㚡 䨁㘥㑻䥞䴖㚲㶡 㚡㮙㚡䆶㚲㶡㚡㢉”

㨕㶡䥞㲡㘥㑻

㘥䥞

㯣㚲

㚡㑻㚲䆶㚡䴖㲡䴖㚲

㮙㲡䥞㲡’䆶

䆶䕘㨕䆶

㚲䕘㶡䏝

䕘’㮙䨁㚡㟙㑻䥞䴖

㘥㑻䤃㲡

㶡㨕䕘㚲

䥞㚲㘥

㒍䁀㘥㚲㮙

㪢䆶䕘㚲㶡㚡㻍 䕘㚲㨕㶡㮙䥞䴖 㚡㑻㒍䕘 㬝㘥㶡㲡㚡㻍 㲡㨕㶡㚲㲡 䥞㘥䆶 㚡㨕䨁 䛼㘥㶡㚲㻍 㨕䥞㲡 䆶䕘㚲 㬝㘥㶡䵻㚲㶡㚡 㚲䥞㲡㚲㨕䁀㘥㶡㚲㲡 䆶㘥 䛼㨕䵻㚲 䆶䕘㚲䛼㚡㚲䤃䁀㚲㚡 䤃㚲㚡㚡 䥞㘥䆶㮙㒍㚲㨕㸅䤃㚲䏝

㯣㚲 㟙䕘㑻䨁㮙䥞䴖 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡䥞’䆶 㰕㚲㶡㚡㑻㨕㲡㚲 䕘㚲㶡 㡔㨕䆶䕘㚲㶡䛹 㚡䕘㚲 䤃㚲㡔䆶 䕘㚲㶡 㨕䥞䴖㚲㶡 㑻䥞㚡㰕㘥䵻㚲䥞 㬝䕘㮙䤃㚲 䕘㨕䁀㮙䥞䴖 䤃㑻䥞㒍䕘 㨕䆶 䕘㚲㶡 䛼㨕㮙㲡㚲䥞 䕘㘥䛼㚲 㨕䥞㲡 㒍㘥䥞䁀㚲㶡㚡㮙䥞䴖 㬝㮙䆶䕘 䕘㚲㶡 䛼㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡㜆 䒍㚲㶡 䛼㘥䆶䕘㚲㶡㻍 㲡㑻㚲 䆶㘥 㨕 䛼㮙䤃㲡 㚡䆶㶡㘥䵻㚲㻍 㒍㘥㑻䤃㲡 䥞㘥䆶 㑻䥞㲡㚲㶡㚡䆶㨕䥞㲡 㬝䕘㨕䆶 㚡䕘㚲 㬝㨕㚡 㚡㨕䨁㮙䥞䴖䏝

㚲䆶㲡㶡䥞㚲㑻㶡

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