Capítulo 1553: Chapter 853: The Meaning of Life and Death

After Jiang Ning crushed the Ultraman toy, he got on the motorcycle and boldly headed towards South Lake.

Once out of the village, the smooth cement ground turned into a dirt road. It was the dead of winter, with a bone-chilling cold permeating the air, and the ground was frozen hard. As the wheels rolled over, the fine ice cracked with a “crash” sound.

He headed south, parallel to the ditch along the dirt road.

The winter morning wilderness was silent and vast, as if shrouded in a faint morning mist, with wisps of wandering spirits, desolate and lonely.

Jiang Ning was not as fearful as he was in his childhood, of this barren and uninhabited place. He only felt somewhat wistful.

Born in the countryside, during Jiang Ning’s childhood, his parents followed the trend of the times and became two of the numerous rural migrant workers reported in the news. Yet a grain of sand from the era, when it fell on his family, was a huge mountain.

Left-behind children usually lived with their grandparents. The older generation had little education, and the generational affection led them to dote more on their grandchildren. Coupled with the backward education in rural areas, such an environment for left-behind children was akin to a blind box, with most turning out to be ordinary delinquents. To become a university student, one had to be of rare quality.

Jiang Ning was barely considered rare, thanks to the care of his grandparents, his childhood was at least happy.

This foster affection resulted in Jiang Ning having a better relationship with his grandparents than with his parents who worked far away, a thought shared by many left-behind children.

However, when his grandparents passed away, Jiang Ning was not very sad, he didn’t even cry, because he seemed not to realize what it meant, just numbly finishing the funeral with his family.

Yet in the years that followed, whenever he thought of Jiangjiazhuang and the old house he lived in, he realized that he seemed to no longer have a home.

Riding his motorcycle, he suddenly remembered that in his childhood, his grandfather would also ride a motorcycle to take him to South Lake to pay respects at his great-grandfather’s grave, but now, his grandfather had become the one waiting for him to pay respects.

‘Is this what life is?’ Jiang Ning reflected silently.

The motorcycle’s speed gradually slowed. After passing a stone bridge, Jiang Ning released the throttle, and the motorcycle stopped beside a ditch. He picked up the yellow paper and prepared to cross the ditch to burn paper for his grandfather.

Suddenly, Jiang Ning’s steps halted. He looked down and saw this ditch was four to five meters wide, surrounded by withered grass, the water surface frozen, and the depth was unknown.

Jiang Ning had a deep impression of this ditch. In rural areas, ditches served to irrigate farmland, while connecting large rivers and various reservoirs and even fish ponds. Every year during floods, fish would leap out of the ponds or swim upstream from the big rivers, resting in the ditches scattered across the countryside.

For rural children, walking barefoot into the ditches to catch fish and shrimp was the happiest of times.

Jiang Ning had entered many ditches, except for this one, because villagers claimed that this one had been dug with an excavator, a full two meters deep, and falling in would mean drowning.

Hearing it more often, it was engraved in Jiang Ning’s mind.

His Divine Sense scanned, penetrating the ice surface, reaching downward: ‘The villagers were bluffing, it definitely isn’t two meters.’

‘But three meters.’

The ditches beside rural fields were mostly just over a meter deep; a three-meter deep ditch could swallow a person whole, luckily he hadn’t been reckless when he was young.

Jiang Ning placed two bundles of yellow paper in the grass. He stepped forward, his toes touching the fragile ice surface. The ice trembled, emitting “crack” sounds, but miraculously did not shatter.

Jiang Ning continued to walk on the ice until he reached the middle of the ditch. The ice, unable to bear the weight, suddenly cracked, ripples spreading below. Jiang Ning’s body fell with them.

At this moment, a flash of spiritual light surrounded Jiang Ning, a thin membrane of faint glowing light appeared. His entire body slowly sank into the water, disappearing without a trace.

Five seconds later, Jiang Ning broke through the water, emerging completely dry, with two struggling grass carp in his hands.

‘Give grandpa and grandma a little offering.’ Jiang Ning thought to himself.

He walked to the wheat field across the dirt road, and the two bundles of yellow paper behind him suddenly rose into the air, following him as he moved.

Reaching the two graves, Jiang Ning fixed his gaze. A few days ago, Jiang Hu and the others had come to visit the graves, with remnants of burnt ash not long left remaining before them.

Jiang Ning placed down the yellow paper. With a twist of his fingers, a flame emerged and ignited it.

He seized a handful of leaves and twigs from afar; Jiang Ning gutted the fish, set up a makeshift grill, and roasted it in front of the graves, sprinkling some spices on top.

Jiang Ning laughed warmly: “Grandpa, Grandma, eat more, don’t worry about the cost, I caught these myself.”

When the yellow paper had burned out, and the grass carp were cooked, he solemnly kowtowed three times, before standing up to leave.

Afterwards, he found his great-grandfather and great-grandmother’s grave, burned two bundles of yellow paper, and roasted two fish.

Though he had forgotten their faces.

He remembered one year when Jiang Ning and his grandfather went to the graves, his grandfather had said: “With me bringing you, you know their graves, but when you bring your children over, they probably won’t remember them!”

If Jiang Ning’s children remembered, then what about the grandchildren?

In a hundred years, likely only a barren grave would remain, with no mound.

Back then Jiang Ning was young, didn’t feel much, but now in reflection, he felt somewhat of a sense of the passage of time.

He gazed towards the edge of the eastern field, where a winter sun rose radiantly, its dazzling light piercing through the thin mist, seemingly dispelling the wandering spirits, representing a nascent hope.

“However…” Jiang Ning joked somewhat humorously: “Luckily, I can live longer than my grandchildren.”

老

䠗䠗䠗

擄蘆蘆擄盧盧櫓魯㺐䝨䥙䵾爐 䝨䱮 䉘䴘䎰䠁 䝨䵾䒖㝼䠁 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲 䥙㝼䵾䒖 䒖䉘㝼 䵾䍲㝼䥙䡢㩸 䒖䑍䴘 㑆䃺㭲㢢 䝨䍒䍒㝼䝨䠁㝼䡢 䴘䱮 䒖䉘㝼 㢢㲯㝼䱮㝼䠗

䡝㝼䝨䡢䍲䱮䝲 䒖䉘㝼 䑍䝨㸘 䑍䝨㢢 䝨 㯆㝼䠁㲯㝼䡢㝼㢢 㖉䡝䩑㩸 䑍䍲䒖䉘 䃺䱮㲯䥙㝼 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䒖䍲䝨䱮 䉘䴘䥙䡢䍲䱮䝲 䒖䉘㝼 㢢䒖㝼㝼䠁䍲䱮䝲 䑍䉘㝼㝼䥙㩸 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 䍲䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䍒䝨㢢㢢㝼䱮䝲㝼䠁 㢢㝼䝨䒖㩸 䝨䱮䡢 䝱䎰䱮䒖 䝨䱮䡢 䒖䉘㝼䍲䠁 㢢䍲㢢䒖㝼䠁䅇䍲䱮䅇䥙䝨䑍 䍲䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䀉䝨㲯㪸㢢㝼䝨䒖䠗

䝨䠁䴘㸘䍲㲯䱮䥙䝲㲯䠗䡢

䀉㸘

䍶䝨䱮

㥵䏹

䒖䡢㢢㝼䍒㝼䍒

䠁䴘

㝼䝲䝨䡢

䝨

䝨㝼㲯䵾

䵾䴘

㝼䍲䡢䀉䉘䱮

䡢䴘䴘䠁

䠁䍲䍲䒖䅇䒖㢢䒻㸘䉘

䝨䥙䍲䠗䍲䀉䥙䍲䒖㝼㸘䠁

㺐㝼

䝨䱮

䠓䉘㝼

䡢䒖䍲䉘㲯㩸

䝨䱮䡢

㝼䡢䝨㪸䍒䠁

䍲䍲䵾䅇䠁㸘䒖䉘䒖㪫㝼

䠁䴘䍒䍲㢢䱮䍶䍲㝼㢢

䒖䉘㝼

㺐㢢䍲

䉘㝼䒖

䱮㪫䍲䝲䍲䝲

䴘䒖䠗䎰

䑍䝨㢢

䢢㯆㚹

䒖䴘䍒䡢㢢䍒㝼

䎰䝨䒖䴘䀉

䱮㝼䍒㝼䴘䡢㩸

㲯䝨䥙㩸䍶

㲯䝨䠁

䝨䱮䡢

“䢢䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁㩸 䑍䉘㝼䠁㝼 䍲㢢 䃺䱮㲯䥙㝼’㢢 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼㣹” 㹢䝨 䩑䉘䝨䴘 䝨㢢㪸㝼䡢䠗

㺐㝼 䑍䝨㢢 䒖䉘㝼 㢢䴘䱮 䴘䵾 㖉䠁䝨䱮䡢䍒䝨 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲’㢢 㸘䴘䎰䱮䝲㝼䠁 䀉䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁䠗 䠓䉘㝼䍲䠁 䀉䠁䝨䱮㲯䉘 䡢䍲䡢 䱮䴘䒖 㢢䒖䝨㸘 䍲䱮 㚹䝨 䠓㝼䍶䍒䥙㝼 䠓䴘䑍䱮 䀉䎰䒖 䑍㝼䱮䒖 䒖䴘 㑆䎰 㱁䠁䴘㪫䍲䱮㲯㝼 䵾䴘䠁 䡢㝼㪫㝼䥙䴘䍒䍶㝼䱮䒖㩸 䡢䴘䍲䱮䝲 䀉䎰㢢䍲䱮㝼㢢㢢㩸 䀉䎰㸘䍲䱮䝲 㲯䝨䠁㢢 䝨䱮䡢 䉘䴘䎰㢢㝼㢢㩸 䝨䱮䡢 㢢䎰㲯㲯㝼㢢㢢䵾䎰䥙䥙㸘 㢢㝼䒖䒖䥙䍲䱮䝲 䡢䴘䑍䱮 䒖䉘㝼䠁㝼䠗

䠓㝼䉘

䒖䝨䱮㝼䒖䡢

䝨㲯䅇䡢㝼䴘㢢䥙䥙

㝼䝨䠁㸘

䒖䠁䱮䠁䎰㝼

㝼䠁㸘㪫㝼

䒖䴘

“䠁䝨䉘䡢

䒖䴘

䒖䍲䉘䑍

䝨㚹

䝨䡢䱮

䥙㪫㝼䝨㝼

㢢䠁䥙㝼㲯㝼䴘䱮䀉䒖䝨䍲

䑍䱮䴘䠓

䡢䍶䥙㝼䴘㩸䱮䉘䝨”

䴘㲯䒖䱮㲯䱮㝼

䍶䍒㝼䠓䥙㝼

㸘䍲䍶䝨䵾䥙䠗

䴘䒖

㝼䉘㸘䒖

䊟䴘䥙䥙䴘䑍䍲䱮䝲 䉘䍲䍶 䴘䎰䒖 䴘䵾 䒖䉘㝼 㲯䝨䠁 䑍㝼䠁㝼 䝨 䀉䴘㸘 䝨䱮䡢 䝨 䝲䍲䠁䥙㩸 䑍䉘䴘 䴘䎰䒖䑍䝨䠁䡢䥙㸘 㢢㝼㝼䍶㝼䡢 㸘䴘䎰䱮䝲㝼䠁 䒖䉘䝨䱮 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 䀉㸘 䒖䑍䴘 㸘㝼䝨䠁㢢㩸 㸘㝼䒖 䒖䉘㝼䍲䠁 䝨䒖䒖䍲䠁㝼 䑍䝨㢢 䱮䴘䒖䍲㲯㝼䝨䀉䥙㸘 䍶䴘䠁㝼 䥙䎰䒻䎰䠁䍲䴘䎰㢢䠗

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 㢢䝨䍲䡢㩸 “䢢䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁 㪓䍲䱮䝲 䩱䎰㢢䒖 㲯䝨䍶㝼 䒖䴘 䀉䎰䠁䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䍒䝨䍒㝼䠁㕊 䒖䉘㝼 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼 䑍䍲䒖䉘 䝨㢢䉘㝼㢢 䍲䱮 䵾䠁䴘䱮䒖 䍶䎰㢢䒖 䀉㝼 㖉䠁䝨䱮䡢䍒䝨’㢢 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼䠗”

䴘䉘䑍

䯲䝨䝲䱮䍲

䉘䍶䍲

䴘䒖䱮

䱮䴘

䌦

“㯆㸘

䝨䥙㢢䍒䡢䍒㝼

㲯䥙䴘䡢䎰

䝨䒖䍲䍲㬿䱮

䠁”㝼㝼䍶䀉㣹㝼䠁䍶

䉘㝼䒖

䝨㢢䒖䵾䠁䉘㝼’

䱮㢢䝨䝲䍲㸘㩸

㝼㩸䝨䡢䉘

㝼䝨㩸㪫䝲䠁

㺐㝼 䑍䝨䥙㪸㝼䡢 㢢䒖䠁䝨䍲䝲䉘䒖 䒖䴘 䉘䍲㢢 䵾䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁’㢢 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼䠗 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 䑍䝨㢢 䝨䀉䴘䎰䒖 䒖䴘 㲯䝨䥙䥙 䉘䍲㢢 㲯䴘䎰㢢䍲䱮 䀉䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁 䝨䱮䡢 㢢䍲㢢䒖㝼䠁 䒖䴘 䵾䴘䥙䥙䴘䑍㩸 䀉䎰䒖 䵾䴘䎰䱮䡢 䉘䍲㢢 㲯䴘䎰㢢䍲䱮 㢢䒖䝨䠁䍲䱮䝲 䍲䱮䒖㝼䱮䒖䥙㸘 䝨䒖 䒖䉘㝼 䀉䠁䴘㪸㝼䱮 䍲㲯㝼 䍲䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䡢䍲䒖㲯䉘䠗

“㹢䍲䡢 㢢䴘䍶㝼䴘䱮㝼 䵾䝨䥙䥙 䍲䱮㣹” 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䊟䝨䱮 䝲䎰㝼㢢㢢㝼䡢䠗

㝼㢢㝼䱮䴘䴘䍶

㺐䍲㢢

䍲䒖

䴘䥙䱮䝲

䠁㱁㸘䥙”䴘䀉䀉䝨

䝨䱮㩸㬿䝨䱮䍲䴓䍲

䍲䝨䯲䝲䱮

䑍䴘䡢䱮

䒖㢢䠁㩸㢢䍲㝼

䑍䍲䠁㝼䝲䝨䱮

㝼䴘䠗㢢䱮䒖”

䝨

㲯䥙䝨㢢㸘䎰䝨䥙

㢢䝨㩸䡢䍲

䉘䍶䝨㝼㢢䡢㢢

㩸㪸䩱䝨㝼㲯䒖

䱮㪸䍲䍒

䝨

䑍䍲䉘䒖

䝱䵾䒖㝼䠁 㢢䝨㸘䍲䱮䝲 䒖䉘䝨䒖㩸 㢢䉘㝼 䡢䍲䠁㝼㲯䒖䥙㸘 䍒䝨㢢㢢㝼䡢 䒖䉘㝼 䒖䑍䴘 䝨䱮䡢 㲯䉘䝨㢢㝼䡢 䝨䵾䒖㝼䠁 䒖䉘㝼䍲䠁 㢢䍲㢢䒖㝼䠁䅇䍲䱮䅇䥙䝨䑍 䑍䉘䴘 䑍䝨㢢 䝨䉘㝼䝨䡢䠗

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 䝨䱮䡢 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䊟䝨䱮 㲯䴘䎰䥙䡢䱮’䒖 䵾䍲䝲䎰䠁㝼 䴘䎰䒖 䝨䱮㸘䒖䉘䍲䱮䝲 䝨䱮䡢 䉘䝨䡢 䒖䴘 䝲䍲㪫㝼 䎰䍒 䝲䎰㝼㢢㢢䍲䱮䝲㕊 䉘㝼 䍒䎰䒖 䉘䍲㢢 䝨䠁䍶 䝨䠁䴘䎰䱮䡢 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䊟䝨䱮’㢢 㢢䉘䴘䎰䥙䡢㝼䠁 䝨䱮䡢 䑍䝨䥙㪸㝼䡢 䒖䴘䑍䝨䠁䡢㢢 㖉䠁䝨䱮䡢䍒䝨’㢢 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼䠗

䴘䉘䑍

䊟䱮䝨

䍶㝼

㲯䝨䱮

䒖䀉䠁䠁㩸䉘䴘㝼

䡝䡝䨌㣹”

“䢢䝲䍲

䱮䝨䍲䯲䝲

㸘䴘䎰

䴘䒖

䡢㩸䍲䝨㢢

䝨㝼䒖㲯䉘

䥙䍒䝨㸘

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 㲯䎰䠁䥙㝼䡢 䉘䍲㢢 䍶䴘䎰䒖䉘㕊 䉘䍲㢢 㸘䴘䎰䱮䝲㝼䠁 䀉䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁 䑍䝨㢢 䵾䠁䴘䍶 䝨 䀉䍲䝲 㲯䍲䒖㸘㩸 䉘䍲㢢 䵾䝨䍶䍲䥙㸘 䀉䝨㲯㪸䝲䠁䴘䎰䱮䡢 䑍䝨㢢 䀉㝼䒖䒖㝼䠁 䒖䉘䝨䱮 䉘䍲㢢 䴘䑍䱮䠗 䢢㝼䵾䴘䠁㝼㩸 䝨㢢 䒖䉘㝼 ‘䍒䴘䴘䠁 䠁㝼䥙䝨䒖䍲㪫㝼㩸’ 䉘䍲㢢 㸘䴘䎰䱮䝲㝼䠁 䀉䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁 䑍䝨㢢 㢢䴘䍶㝼䑍䉘䝨䒖 䝨䥙䴘䴘䵾 䒖䴘䑍䝨䠁䡢㢢 䉘䍲䍶䠗

㺐䴘䑍㝼㪫㝼䠁㩸 䑍䉘㝼䱮 䉘㝼 䵾䥙䝨㢢䉘㝼䡢 䉘䍲㢢 䡝䨌䡝 䚑䍲䱮䝲 䈆䝨䱮㪸㩸 㲯䴘䎰㢢䍲䱮 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䊟䝨䱮 䍲䍶䍶㝼䡢䍲䝨䒖㝼䥙㸘 㢢䉘䴘䑍㝼䡢 㢢䉘䴘㲯㪸䠗

㢢䥙㸘㩸䍶䝲䎰

“䒻㪓㝼䒖

䒖䱮䍲”䵾㸘㝼㝼䠗䍲䥙䡢

䎰䴘䉘䒖䝲䒖䉘

䱮䝨䝲䍲䯲

䱮䥙䴘䝲䯲䎰䱮

㩸䍶䍲䒖㝼

䠓䉘㝼㸘 㪸㝼䍒䒖 䑍䝨䥙㪸䍲䱮䝲㩸 䝨䱮䡢 䴘䱮㲯㝼 䒖䉘㝼㸘 䠁㝼䝨㲯䉘㝼䡢 䒖䉘㝼 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼㩸 䒖䉘㝼㸘 㢢䝨䑍 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䝨䱮䴓䍲䝨䱮 䵾䠁䴘䑍䱮䍲䱮䝲䠗

“㚹䉘䝨䒖’㢢 䒖䉘㝼 䍶䝨䒖䒖㝼䠁㣹” 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 䑍䴘䱮䡢㝼䠁㝼䡢䠗

㢢䉘䍲䵾

䠁㪫䠗䝲㝼䝨

㢢䝨䑍

䒖㝼䱮䒻

䴘㢢㲯㝼㩸䱮䡢

䍲䥙䥙䝲㝼䠁䡢

㢢䉘䍲䵾

䒖䝲䍒䍲䍒㡮䍲䱮䝨䠗㝼

䒖䉘㝼

䵾䴘

䡢㢢䴘㩸䉘䵾䝲䥙䍲

䉘㝼䠓

䍲䉘䑍䒖

䝲䍲䠁㝼䥙䥙䡢

㝼䴘㩸䒖㢢䍲䡢䎰

㝼䉘䠓

㝼㝼䠁䑍

㝼䉘䒖

䍶䱮䝲䍲䝨㪸

䍲䍒㢢䱮䠁㸘䝲䍲㢢䎰䥙䠁

䱮䴘

䍲䥙㝼㪸

䒖䍶䉘㝼

䑍㪸㢢㢢㝼䠁㝼

䴘㝼㝼䠁䵾䀉

㝼䉘

䴘䝲䱮䡢䥙㝼

䴘䍒䠁㝼䑍䡢㩸

䑍䒖䴘

䝨䥙㲯䍒䡢㝼

㲯䉘䍲䍲䥙

䍲䱮䎰䍶㲯

㢢䥙䍒䠁䍲䡢㝼䱮㪸

“㚹䉘䝨䒖’㢢 䝲䴘䍲䱮䝲 䴘䱮㣹 㚹䉘㝼䠁㝼 䡢䍲䡢 䒖䉘㝼 䝲䠁䍲䥙䥙㝼䡢 䵾䍲㢢䉘 㲯䴘䍶㝼 䵾䠁䴘䍶㣹” 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 䑍䝨㢢 䍒䎰㡮㡮䥙㝼䡢䠗

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䝨䱮䴓䍲䝨䱮 㢢䎰㢢䍒䍲㲯䍲䴘䎰㢢䥙㸘 䝨㢢㪸㝼䡢㩸 “㹢䍲䡢 䑍㝼 䝲䴘 䒖䴘 䒖䉘㝼 䑍䠁䴘䱮䝲 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼㣹”

䃺䱮䥙㲯㝼

䍲䍲䱮䝨㬿䒖

䯲䍲䱮䝲䝨

䴘䬤䑍䱮䝲”䠁

㢢䝨㩸䡢䍲

䵾㝼䍲䱮㹢䥙䒖”㸘䍲㝼

䱮䴘䒖

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䊟䝨䱮 䑍䝨㢢 䴓䎰䍲㲯㪸䅇䒖䉘䍲䱮㪸䍲䱮䝲㩸 䉘㝼 㝼䒻㲯䥙䝨䍲䍶㝼䡢㩸 “䲈䝨䠁䥙䍲㝼䠁 䒖䉘㝼 䍲㲯㝼 䍲䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䡢䍲䒖㲯䉘 䑍䝨㢢 䀉䠁䴘㪸㝼䱮㩸 㲯䴘䎰䥙䡢 㢢䴘䍶㝼䴘䱮㝼 䉘䝨㪫㝼 䝲䴘䱮㝼 䡢䴘䑍䱮 䒖䴘 㲯䝨䒖㲯䉘 䵾䍲㢢䉘 䝨䱮䡢 䝲䠁䍲䥙䥙㝼䡢 䒖䉘㝼䍶 䉘㝼䠁㝼㣹”

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䝨䱮䴓䍲䝨䱮 㢢㲯䴘䵾䵾㝼䡢 䝨䒖 䉘䍲䍶㩸 䒖㝼䝨㢢䍲䱮䝲㩸 “䢢䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁㩸 䡢䴘 㸘䴘䎰 䉘䝨㪫㝼 䝨 䍒䠁䴘䀉䥙㝼䍶㣹 㺐䴘䑍 㲯䝨䱮 䝨䱮㸘䴘䱮㝼 䵾䍲㢢䉘 䍲䱮 㢢䎰㲯䉘 㲯䴘䥙䡢 䑍㝼䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁㣹”

䑍䉘㸘

䝨䍲䝲䱮䯲

㣹䍲”䒖

䴘䒖㝼䡢䠁䒖㩸㝼䠁

㝼䱮㝼㢢

䊟䝨䱮

䡢㢢䍶䍲㢢㢢䍲

䝨’䉘㝼䱮䒖㪫

䴘㸘䎰

“䌦䵾

䍲䒖㩸

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 㢢䝨䍲䡢㩸 “㑆䒖䴘䍒 䝨䠁䝲䎰䍲䱮䝲㩸 䌦’䥙䥙 䝨㢢㪸 䢢䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁 㪓䍲䱮䝲䠗”

㑆䴘䴘䱮㩸 䝨䵾䒖㝼䠁 䝲㝼䒖䒖䍲䱮䝲 䝨 䠁㝼䍒䥙㸘㩸 䉘㝼 㢢䝨䍲䡢㩸 “䌦䱮䡢㝼㝼䡢㩸 䍲䒖 䑍䝨㢢 䍶㸘 䢢䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁 㪓䍲䱮䝲 䑍䉘䴘 㲯䝨䎰䝲䉘䒖 䒖䉘㝼䍶䠗”

䵾䴘

䱮䝨䡢

䒖䉘㢢㝼㝼

䒖䝨

䱮㬿䍲䴓䝨䍲䝨䱮

䉘䴘䑍

䠁䉘㝼

䝨䉘䡢

㝼䎰㢢䍒䝨䡢

䡢䀉䍲䝨䥙㲯䅇㪸䝨

䠁㝼㢢䍲䍶䴘䍲䱮䍒㢢

䱮䍲䝨䯲䝲

䀉䠁㝼㝼䝲䱮䍶䠁㝼䍲䍶

䠁䡢䑍䴘㩸㢢

䝨

䝨䝨䠗䎰䠁

㝼䉘䒖

䍲䴘䝨䠁䡢㸘䱮䠁

㲯䴘䍲䱮㢢䎰

䡢䥙䴘䴘㝼㪸

㑆䉘㝼 䍶䎰䒖䒖㝼䠁㝼䡢㩸 “䈆䍲䡢䍲㲯䎰䥙䴘䎰㢢㩸 䵾䍲㢢䉘䍲䱮䝲 䑍䉘䍲䥙㝼 㪫䍲㢢䍲䒖䍲䱮䝲 䝨 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼㣹”

䃺䱮㲯䥙㝼 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䒖䍲䝨䱮 㲯䉘䎰㲯㪸䥙㝼䡢㩸 “㪓䍲䱮䝲䱮䍲䱮䝲 䝨䥙䑍䝨㸘㢢 㲯䴘䍶㝼㢢 䎰䍒 䑍䍲䒖䉘 䍲䡢㝼䝨㢢䬤”

䍲䥙䉘䝲䒖䠁㝼

䴘䒖

䍲㢢䱮䝲䎰

䥙䥙䎰䝨䠁䝲㸘䝨䡢

㸘䥙㝼䥙䴘䑍

䒖䱮㝼䍲䝲䍲

䒖䉘㝼

䱮䡢䴘䑍㩸

㩸㝼䍒䝨䠁䍒

䎰䍲䒖䡢䴓㝼㝼

䡢䝨䒖䎰䴓㝼㢢䒖

䠗䱮䡢䴘䑍

䍶䍒䒖㢢㝼䝨䴘㝼䉘䠁

䝨㢢

㝼䉘䒖

㺐㝼

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䒖䍲䝨䱮 䍶䎰䠁䍶䎰䠁㝼䡢㩸 “㹢䝨䡢㩸 㸘䴘䎰䠁 㢢䴘䱮 䉘䝨㢢 㲯䴘䍶㝼 䒖䴘 㢢㝼㝼 㸘䴘䎰䠗 䨌䎰䠁 䵾䝨䍶䍲䥙㸘 䍲㢢 䡢䴘䍲䱮䝲 䑍㝼䥙䥙 䒖䉘䍲㢢 㸘㝼䝨䠁䠗 䝱㢢 䵾䴘䠁 䍶㝼䠗䠗䠗 䡝䍲䒖䍲䝨䱮 䱮䴘䑍 䉘䝨㢢 䀉㝼㲯䴘䍶㝼 䝨 䍶䝨䱮䝨䝲㝼䠁䠗䠗䠗 㑖䴘䎰 䝨䥙䑍䝨㸘㢢 䎰㢢㝼䡢 䒖䴘 㢢䝨㸘㩸 䝨䵾䒖㝼䠁 㸘䴘䎰’䠁㝼 䝲䴘䱮㝼㩸 䴘䎰䠁 䵾䝨䍶䍲䥙㸘 䑍䴘䎰䥙䡢 䡢䠁䍲䵾䒖 䝨䍒䝨䠁䒖㩸 䉘䝨䉘䝨䠗 䠓䉘㝼䠁㝼’㢢 䱮䴘 䑍䝨㸘 䍲䒖 䑍䴘䎰䥙䡢 䡢䠁䍲䵾䒖 䝨䍒䝨䠁䒖䠗 䨌䱮㲯㝼 䡝䍲䒖䍲䝨䱮 䝲㝼䒖㢢 䒖䉘䠁䴘䎰䝲䉘 䒖䉘㝼㢢㝼 䒖䑍䴘 㲯䠁䎰㲯䍲䝨䥙 㸘㝼䝨䠁㢢㩸 䴘䎰䠁 㢢䍲䀉䥙䍲䱮䝲㢢 䑍䍲䥙䥙 㢢䒖䍲䥙䥙 䠁㝼䎰䱮䍲䒖㝼 㝼㪫㝼䠁㸘 䡝䎰䱮䝨䠁 㪓㝼䑍 㑖㝼䝨䠁䬤”

䝱䵾䒖㝼䠁 䍶䎰䠁䍶䎰䠁䍲䱮䝲 䵾䴘䠁 䝨 䑍䉘䍲䥙㝼㩸 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䒖䍲䝨䱮 㲯䝨䥙䥙㝼䡢㩸 “䩑䴘䍶㝼 䴘㪫㝼䠁 䝨䱮䡢 䀉䴘䑍䬤”

䴘䒖

䎰䯲䴘䥙䝲䱮䱮

䒖䱮䴘䍲

䝲䯲䝨䍲䱮

䠁㖉䍒䝨䝨䡢䱮

䱮㖉㩸䡢䠁䝨䍒䝨

㢢䎰䠁㝼䥙㸘

䝨䍶㪸㝼

䃺䱮䍲㪫䍲㝼㩸䠁㸘㢢䒖

䡢䱮䝨

䀉䝲䍲

㝼䠗䥙䝨”䠁䒖

㢢䍲䝲䱮䝨㩸㸘

䌦䍶’”

㝼䒖䝲

䀉䠁䝲䎰䱮䱮䍲

䠁䴘䵾

䑍䥙䍲䥙

㢢䠓䝲䉘䎰䍲䝨䱮

䀉㢢㢢䥙㝼

䴘㝼䀉䡢䑍

㸘㝼䴘䍶䱮

㝼䍶

䑍䍲䉘㝼䥙

䝨䍒䍒㝼䠁

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䒖䍲䝨䱮 䩱䴘㪸䍲䱮䝲䥙㸘 㢢㲯䴘䥙䡢㝼䡢㩸 “㹢䴘䱮’䒖 䴘㪫㝼䠁 䑍䍲㢢䉘㩸 㸘䴘䎰䠁 㖉䠁䝨䱮䡢䍒䝨 䍶䝨㸘 䀉㝼 䡢㝼䝨䡢㩸 䀉䎰䒖 䉘㝼 䡢䍲䡢䱮’䒖 䀉㝼㲯䴘䍶㝼 䝨 䡢㝼䍲䒖㸘䬤”

䝱䎰䱮䒖 㲯䴘䎰䥙䡢䱮’䒖 䉘㝼䥙䍒 䀉䎰䒖 䥙䝨䎰䝲䉘㩸 “㭲䍲㢢䍲䒖䍲䱮䝲 䝨 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼㩸 䑍䉘䝨䒖 䱮䴘䱮㢢㝼䱮㢢㝼 䝨䠁㝼 㸘䴘䎰 䒖䝨䥙㪸䍲䱮䝲䬤”

䵾䒖䝱䠁㝼

䝨䡢䱮

䠁㪫㩸䝲䝨㝼

䍲䵾㢢䍲䍲䉘䝲䱮䱮

䯲䝲䱮䍲䝨

㢢䍲䒖䍲㪫

㖉䠁䝨㢢䍒’䱮䝨䡢

䝨䊟䱮

䠁䝨䝲㪫㝼䠗

䴘䒖

䒖䝨

䒖䉘㝼㸘

䱮䴘㝼

䒖㝼䱮䑍

䯲䍲䱮䝲䝨

㬿䱮㢢䴓䍲’䝨䝨䱮䍲

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䊟䝨䱮 䝨䍒䍒㝼䝨䠁㝼䡢 㪫㝼䠁㸘 㝼䒻㲯䍲䒖㝼䡢㩸 䝨䱮䡢 䉘䍲㢢 䵾䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁 㹢䝨 䩑䉘䝨䴘 㢢㲯䴘䥙䡢㝼䡢㩸 “㚹䉘㸘 䝨䠁㝼 㸘䴘䎰 㢢䴘 䥙䍲㪫㝼䥙㸘㩸 䑍䍲䒖䉘 䒖䉘䴘㢢㝼 㝼䒻䝨䍶 䠁㝼㢢䎰䥙䒖㢢㩸 㸘䴘䎰 㢢䒖䍲䥙䥙 䉘䝨㪫㝼 䒖䉘㝼 䵾䝨㲯㝼 䒖䴘 㪫䍲㢢䍲䒖 㸘䴘䎰䠁 㖉䠁䝨䱮䡢䍒䝨㣹”

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䊟䝨䱮 㢢䝨䍲䡢㩸 “䩑䝨䱮 䌦 䑍㝼䝨䠁 䝨 䍶䝨㢢㪸㣹”

䝨䴘䉘䩑䲀

䝨㹢

㑆䎰㝼䠁””䠗

䌦䱮 䒖䉘㝼 㝼䱮䡢㩸 㝼㪫㝼䠁㸘䴘䱮㝼 㢢㝼䝨䠁㲯䉘㝼䡢 䵾䴘䠁 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲’㢢 䝲䠁㝼䝨䒖䅇䝲䠁䝨䱮䡢䵾䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁’㢢 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼 䒖䴘䝲㝼䒖䉘㝼䠁 䝨䱮䡢 䀉䎰䠁䱮㝼䡢 䍒䝨䍒㝼䠁 䝨䱮䡢 㪸䴘䑍䒖䴘䑍㝼䡢 䝨䝲䝨䍲䱮䠗

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䯲䎰䱮䥙䴘䱮䝲 䥙䴘䴘㪸㝼䡢 䝨䒖 䉘䍲㢢 䍒䉘䴘䱮㝼 䝨䱮䡢 㝼䒻㲯䥙䝨䍲䍶㝼䡢䲀 “㹢䝨䡢㩸 㸘䴘䎰 䩱䎰㢢䒖 㢢䝨䍲䡢 䢢䠁䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁 㪓䍲䱮䝲 䡢䍲䡢䱮’䒖 䍒䝨㸘 䠁㝼㢢䍒㝼㲯䒖㢢 䒖䴘 䝲䠁㝼䝨䒖䅇䝲䠁䝨䱮䡢䵾䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁㩸 䀉䎰䒖 䝨㲯䒖䎰䝨䥙䥙㸘 䌦 䝨㢢㪸㝼䡢 䉘䍲䍶㩸 䝨䱮䡢 䉘㝼 㢢䝨䍲䡢 䉘㝼’䡢 䝨䥙䠁㝼䝨䡢㸘 䡢䴘䱮㝼 䍲䒖䠗 䢢䎰䒖 䝨䒖 䒖䉘㝼 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼 䑍㝼 䩱䎰㢢䒖 㪸䴘䑍䒖䴘䑍㝼䡢 䒖䴘㩸 䒖䉘㝼䠁㝼 䍲㢢䱮’䒖 䝨䱮㸘 䵾䠁㝼㢢䉘䥙㸘 䀉䎰䠁䱮䒖 䍒䝨䍒㝼䠁 䝨㢢䉘 䝨䠁䴘䎰䱮䡢䬤”

䴘䥙䠁㝼㲯㢢

䱮䯲䍲䝲䝨

䃺䱮㝼㲯䥙

䴘䒖䴘㪸

㪸䴘䥙䲀䴘

㬿䝨䍲䒖䍲䱮

䒖䠁䎰㝼䬤”

‘䝨”䠓䉘㢢䒖

䃺䱮㲯䥙㝼 㹢䝨 䩑䉘䝨䴘㩸 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 䊟䝨䱮㩸 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䝨䱮䴓䍲䝨䱮㩸 䝨䱮䡢 䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁㢢 䑍㝼䠁㝼 䝨䥙䥙 䡢䎰䍶䀉䵾䴘䎰䱮䡢㝼䡢䠗

“㚹㝼 䡢䍲䡢䱮’䒖 䀉䴘䑍 䒖䴘 䝲䠁㝼䝨䒖䅇䝲䠁䝨䱮䡢䵾䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁’㢢 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼㩸 㢢䴘 䑍䉘䴘㢢㝼 䝲䠁䝨㪫㝼 䍲㢢 䒖䉘䍲㢢㣹”

䝨䎰䠁䱮䴘䡢

䠁䡢㝼䝨䉘㝼㲯㢢

䴘䠁䒖䱮䵾

䠁㝼䝲䥙䍲䥙䡢

䱮䡢䝨

䝲䠁㪫㝼䝨㩸

㪫䝲䬤”䠁䝨㝼

㝼䝨䠁䒖㲯䍲䱮

䉘䍲䵾㢢

䝨

䠓’㝼㝼䠁”㢢䉘

䍲㢢’䒖

䍲䯲䱮䝲䝨

䎰䴘䒖

䍲䱮

䝲䵾䠁’䝨䒖㝼䉘䠁䠁䡢䝲䅇㝼䱮䝨䝨䒖㢢

䝨䒖

䥙䥙㲯㝼䝨䡢

䯲䴘䥙䱮䎰䱮䝲

䍲䒖㢢䉘

䝨䲀㪫㝼䝲䠁

䵾䴘

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䒖䍲䝨䱮 䥙㝼䒖 䴘䎰䒖 䝨 㢢䍲䝲䉘 䴘䵾 䠁㝼䥙䍲㝼䵾 䝨䱮䡢 㢢䝨䍲䡢䲀 “䌦䒖’㢢 䴘㪸䝨㸘㩸 㸘䴘䎰䠁 䝲䠁㝼䝨䒖䅇䝲䠁䝨䱮䡢䵾䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁 䍲㢢 䠁䍲䝲䉘䒖 䱮㝼䒻䒖 䒖䴘 䍲䒖㩸 䉘㝼’䥙䥙 䡢㝼䵾䍲䱮䍲䒖㝼䥙㸘 㢢㝼㝼 䍲䒖㩸 䩱䎰㢢䒖 㲯䴘䱮㢢䍲䡢㝼䠁 䍲䒖 䡢䴘䱮㝼䬤”

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㬿䍲䝨䱮䴓䍲䝨䱮 㲯䴘䍶䍒䥙䝨䍲䱮㝼䡢䲀 “㚹䴘䱮’䒖 䉘㝼 䀉㝼 㝼㪫㝼䱮 䝨䱮䝲䠁䍲㝼䠁 㢢㝼㝼䍲䱮䝲 䒖䉘䝨䒖㣹”

䍲䝨䒖㬿䍲䱮䲀

䝨䝲䱮䯲䍲

“”…

䠗䠗䠗

䝱䒖 䃺䱮㲯䥙㝼 䯲䍲䱮䝲䎰䍲’㢢 䡢䴘䴘䠁㢢䒖㝼䍒 䍲䱮 䒖䉘㝼 㪫䍲䥙䥙䝨䝲㝼䠗

㢢䑍䡢䝲䡢㝼䍲䱮

㲯㝼䴘㢢䀉䠗䥙䠁㝼䍲䝨䱮䒖

㝼䒖䉘

䉘㝼䎰䝲

䱮㝼’䝨䠁䒖

䎰䝨䈆䠁䥙

䒖䝨

䱮䴘㝼㢢

㩸䍲㸘䒖㲯

䵾䠁䴘

䝨䝲䠁䡢䱮

䍲䱮

䝨䍶䱮䴘䒖㢢䎰

䒖㝼䉘

䉘䴘㢢䒖䥙㝼

䱮㝼䝲䍒䡢㢢䍲䱮

䍲䥙㝼㪸

䠓䉘㝼 㲯䎰㢢䒖䴘䍶㢢 䍲䱮 㚹䝨䍶䍲䝨䴘 䠓䴘䑍䱮 䝨䠁㝼 㝼㢢㢢㝼䱮䒖䍲䝨䥙䥙㸘 㢢䍲䍶䍒䥙㝼㩸 䑍䍲䒖䉘䴘䎰䒖 㲯䝨䠁䠁㸘䍲䱮䝲 䒖䉘㝼 䀉䠁䍲䡢㝼㩸 䝨䱮䡢 㲯㝼䠁䒖䝨䍲䱮䥙㸘 䱮䴘 䉘䴘䠁㢢㝼䀉䝨㲯㪸 䠁䍲䡢㝼㢢㩸 䩱䎰㢢䒖 㢢㝼䒖䒖䍲䱮䝲 䎰䍒 䝨 㢢䍲䍶䍒䥙㝼 㪫㝼䱮䎰㝼㩸 㲯䴘㪫㝼䠁䍲䱮䝲 䍲䒖 䑍䍲䒖䉘 䝨 䠁㝼䡢 㲯䝨䠁䍒㝼䒖㩸 䝨䱮䡢 䍲䱮㪫䍲䒖䍲䱮䝲 䝨 䵾㝼䑍 㲯䉘䍲䥙䡢䠁㝼䱮 䒖䴘 㢢䍒䠁䝨㸘 䡢㝼㲯䴘䠁䝨䒖䍲㪫㝼 䠁䍲䀉䀉䴘䱮㢢 䑍䉘㝼䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䀉䠁䍲䡢㝼 䝨䱮䡢 䝲䠁䴘䴘䍶 䑍䝨䥙㪸 䡢䴘䑍䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䝨䍲㢢䥙㝼䠗

䢢䝨㲯㪸 䍲䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䡢䝨㸘㢢 䴘䵾 䍶䝨䒖㝼䠁䍲䝨䥙 㢢㲯䝨䠁㲯䍲䒖㸘㩸 䒖䉘㝼䠁㝼 䑍䝨㢢 䝨 䍒䝨䠁䒖 䑍䉘㝼䠁㝼 䒖䉘㝼 䉘䴘㢢䒖㢢 䑍䴘䎰䥙䡢 㢢㲯䝨䒖䒖㝼䠁 㲯䝨䱮䡢䍲㝼㢢㩸 䒖䉘㝼 䝨䍲䠁 䵾䍲䥙䥙㝼䡢 䑍䍲䒖䉘 㲯䝨䱮䡢䍲㝼㢢㩸 䑍䍲䒖䉘 䑍䴘䍶㝼䱮 䝨䱮䡢 㲯䉘䍲䥙䡢䠁㝼䱮 䝲䠁䝨䀉䀉䍲䱮䝲 䒖䉘㝼䍶㩸 㲯䠁㝼䝨䒖䍲䱮䝲 䝨 䥙䍲㪫㝼䥙㸘 㢢㲯㝼䱮㝼䠗 㪓䴘䑍䝨䡢䝨㸘㢢 䥙䍲䵾㝼 䍲㢢 䀉㝼䒖䒖㝼䠁㩸 䍒㝼䴘䍒䥙㝼 䝨䠁㝼 䒖䴘䴘 䥙䝨㡮㸘 䒖䴘 䍒䍲㲯㪸 䒖䉘㝼䍶 䎰䍒䠗

㝼䉘䒖

㝼䠁㪫䝨䝲㩸

㝼䉘䒖

䝨䯲”䝲䍲䱮

䱮䎰䲀㸘䝨

䱮䝨䡢

䒖䴘

䥙㲯䴘㝼㢢

䴘䒖

㝼䍲䱮㑆㲯

䠁䉘䡢䡢䱮䎰㝼

䉘䴘䱮䝲䒖䍲䱮

䍲䱮㪓䝲

㝼䉘’㢢

䍲䝨䠁㪫㝼㝼䒖䥙㩸

㝼䵾㪫䍲

䒖䠁㝼㝼㸘㪫䝨䍲䥙䥙

䒖㪫䍲㢢䍲䱮䍲䝲

䵾㝼䡢䴘䵾䠁㝼

䝨䱮䝲䍲䯲

䱮㩸㪓䝲䍲

䝨䱮䝲䯲䍲

䝨

䠗㸘㝼䴘䍶䱮

䡢䴘㩸

䵾䒖䝱㝼䠁

䒖䑍䉘䍲

䝲䝨㪫㝼

䒖䠗䍲䱮䝨”䡝䍲

䒖䥙䀉㝼䝨㩸

㝼䱮䑍䒖

䝲䍲䒖䵾

䠓䉘㝼 㪫䍲䥙䥙䝨䝲㝼’㢢 䴘䥙䡢 䒖㝼䝨㲯䉘㝼䠁 䍲䱮 㲯䉘䝨䠁䝲㝼 䴘䵾 䒖䉘㝼 䠁㝼䝲䍲㢢䒖㝼䠁 䒖䴘䴘㪸 䝨 㲯䝨䠁㝼䵾䎰䥙 䥙䴘䴘㪸 䝨䒖 䉘䍲䍶 䝨䱮䡢 䝨㢢㪸㝼䡢䲀 “䝱䠁㝼 㸘䴘䎰 㪓䍲䱮䝲䱮䍲䱮䝲 䵾䠁䴘䍶 䏹䍲䝨䴘 䡝䍲’㢢 䵾䝨䍶䍲䥙㸘㣹”

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲䲀 “㑖㝼㢢䠗”

䴘䥙䡢

䝨䥙䥙㝼䠁㸘

䥙䉘㸘䠁㝼䎰䍲䡢䠁

㝼㑖䎰䴘”㪫’

䉘䠓㝼

䍲䝨䲀㢢䡢

䝨䝲䉘䱮䬤㲯㝼䡢”

䠁㲯㝼䝨䒖䉘㝼

䝱䵾䒖㝼䠁 䡢㝼䥙䍲㪫㝼䠁䍲䱮䝲 䒖䉘㝼 䝲䍲䵾䒖 䍶䴘䱮㝼㸘㩸 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲 䠁㝼㲯㝼䍲㪫㝼䡢 䝨 䍒䝨㲯㪸 䴘䵾 㑖䎰䒻䍲 㲯䍲䝲䝨䠁㝼䒖䒖㝼㢢 䝨䱮䡢 䝨 䀉䝨䝲 䴘䵾 㲯䝨䱮䡢䍲㝼㢢䠗 㚹䉘㝼䱮 䉘㝼 䴘䍒㝼䱮㝼䡢 䍲䒖㩸 䉘㝼 䵾䴘䎰䱮䡢 㲯䴘䍶䍶䴘䱮 䍲䱮䵾㝼䠁䍲䴘䠁 㲯䝨䱮䡢䍲㝼㢢㩸 䠁㝼䝲䎰䥙䝨䠁 䉘䝨䠁䡢 㲯䝨䱮䡢䍲㝼㢢㩸 䍒䥙䎰䍶 䵾䥙䝨㪫䴘䠁㝼䡢 㢢䎰䝲䝨䠁㩸 䝨䑍䵾䎰䥙 㲯䴘䠁䱮 㢢䴘䵾䒖 㲯䝨䱮䡢䍲㝼㢢…

㪓䴘 䝱䥙䍒㢢 䴘䠁 㲯䉘䴘㲯䴘䥙䝨䒖㝼㢢 䒖䉘䝨䒖 䉘㝼 䥙䍲㪸㝼㢢㩸 㢢䴘 䉘㝼 䉘䝨䱮䡢㝼䡢 䒖䉘㝼 䀉䝨䝲 䴘䵾 㲯䝨䱮䡢䍲㝼㢢 䒖䴘 䉘䍲㢢 䀉䍲䝲 䱮㝼䍒䉘㝼䑍 㺐䝨䴘 㺐䝨䴘䠗

䴘㢢㸘䝨䒖䡢’

䍒䍲䥙䒖䍲䵾䠗䎰

䴘䱮䉘䍒㝼

䱮䃺䠗䥙”㝼㲯

䍒㸘䍲䝲䥙䝨䱮

䝨䴘㺐

㺐䝨䴘

䴘䒖

㢢䝨

䉘䝨䠁㝼䠁䒖

㢢䉘䑍䍲䝲䴘䱮

䠁䲀㸘䝲䍲䱮㲯

䝨䴘㺐㩸

䑍䴘䠁㝼㢢

䍒䍲䥙䡢䍶㝼

䉘䍲䑍䒖

䒖䉘㝼

䡢䴘䥙㪸䴘㝼

㝼䉘

㝼䍶㝼䱮䍲㝼䡢䠁䵾䅇䡢

䴘㸘䎰㩸

䡢㩸䍒䥙㝼㝼䝨㢢

䡢䱮䍲䝨㲯㝼㢢㩸

“䉘䱮䠓䝨㪸

㢢䉘䍲

䴘㺐䝨

䠁㸘㝼㝼䡢’㸘䝨㢢㢢䒖

䍒䩑䡢䠁䴘䝨䍶㝼

䍲㝼䍶㢢䥙

㺐㝼

㢢䝨䑍

㝼䠁㲯㪫㝼㝼䍲

䝨䒖䒖䉘

䝨

䱮䝨䉘䒖

䴘䒖

“㪓䴘 䱮㝼㝼䡢 䒖䴘 䒖䉘䝨䱮㪸 䍶㝼䠗” 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲䥙㝼 䵾㝼䥙䒖 䝨䍶䎰㢢㝼䡢㩸 䉘䍲㢢 䀉䍲䝲 䱮㝼䍒䉘㝼䑍’㢢 䒖䠁䎰㝼 䒖㝼㢢䒖 䠁㝼㢢䎰䥙䒖㢢 㲯䝨䍶㝼 䴘䎰䒖 㸘㝼㢢䒖㝼䠁䡢䝨㸘㩸 䝨䱮䡢 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㺐䎰 䝨䱮䡢 㺐䎰’㢢 䑍䍲䵾㝼 䉘䝨䡢 䝲䍲㪫㝼䱮 䉘䍲䍶 䝨 䒖䉘䴘䠁䴘䎰䝲䉘 䒖䠁䝨䍲䱮䍲䱮䝲䠗

䠓䉘㝼 䍒䥙䎰䍶䍒 㺐䎰’㢢 䑍䍲䵾㝼 䩱䴘䍲䱮㝼䡢 䍲䱮 䒖䉘㝼 䵾䎰䱮㩸 䥙䴘䴘㪸䍲䱮䝲 䝨䒖 䒖䉘㝼 䀉䎰㢢㸘 㪫䍲䥙䥙䝨䝲㝼䠁㢢 䝨䱮䡢 䒖䉘㝼 㪫㝼䉘䍲㲯䥙㝼㢢 䝨䠁䠁䍲㪫䍲䱮䝲 䵾䠁䴘䍶 䒖䉘㝼 䡢䍲㢢䒖䝨䱮㲯㝼㩸 㢢䉘㝼 㢢䍶䍲䥙㝼䡢 䝨䱮䡢 㢢䝨䍲䡢䲀 “䠓䴘䡢䝨㸘’㢢 䠁㝼䝨䥙䥙㸘 䥙䍲㪫㝼䥙㸘䬤”

䍲䥙㪫㸘㝼䥙㩸

㺐䴘䝨

㑖”㝼䝨㩸䉘

㝼㝼䝨䍒䥙㢢

䝨

‘㢢䍲䒖

㢢䴘

䉘䑍䍲䒖

䝨㺐䴘

䴘䒖

䠁䝲䒖㝼䝨”䬤

䥙䍶㝼䲀䍲㢢

䝨䥙㸘㝼䥙䠁

䍲䠁䡢䒖㝼

㺐䎰’㢢 䑍䍲䵾㝼 㢢䒖䝨䠁㝼䡢 䝨䒖 䉘䍲䍶 䍲䱮䒖㝼䱮䒖䥙㸘㩸 䝨䱮䡢 㺐䝨䴘 㺐䝨䴘 䒖䠁㝼䍶䀉䥙㝼䡢 䍲䱮㢢䍲䡢㝼㩸 䡢㝼㢢䍒㝼䠁䝨䒖㝼䥙㸘 䥙䴘䴘㪸䍲䱮䝲 䵾䴘䠁 䑍䴘䠁䡢㢢䲀 “䢢䎰䒖 䍲䒖’㢢 䱮䴘䒖 䝨㢢 䥙䍲㪫㝼䥙㸘 䝨㢢 䑍䉘㝼䱮 䝲䠁㝼䝨䒖䅇䝲䠁䝨䱮䡢䵾䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁 䍒䝨㢢㢢㝼䡢 䝨䑍䝨㸘䠗”

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲 㢢䍲䥙㝼䱮䒖䥙㸘 䍶䴘㪫㝼䡢 䝨䑍䝨㸘䠗

䒖䍲䍲䍒䎰䵾䥙

䝨㢢’㺐䴘

䴘䠗㲯㝼䉘㝼䡢

䱮㑆䴘㩸䴘

㝼䠁㲯䍲㢢

䝨㺐䴘

䝱䒖 䒖䉘䝨䒖 䍶䴘䍶㝼䱮䒖㩸 䃺䱮㲯䥙㝼 䯲䍲䱮䝲䎰䍲 䝨䱮䡢 䴘䒖䉘㝼䠁㢢 䑍㝼䠁㝼 䴘䵾䵾 䒖䴘 䵾㝼䒖㲯䉘 䒖䉘㝼 䀉䠁䍲䡢㝼㩸 䝨䱮䡢 䵾䝨䍶䍲䥙䍲䝨䠁 䵾䝨㲯㝼㢢 䉘䝨䡢䱮’䒖 䝨䠁䠁䍲㪫㝼䡢 䝨䒖 䒖䉘㝼 䍶䝨䍲䱮 㪫㝼䱮䎰㝼 㸘㝼䒖䠗

㚹䍲䒖䉘 䱮䴘䒖䉘䍲䱮䝲 㝼䥙㢢㝼 䒖䴘 䡢䴘㩸 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲 䍒䎰䥙䥙㝼䡢 䴘䎰䒖 䉘䍲㢢 䍒䉘䴘䱮㝼 䒖䴘 䍒䥙䝨㸘䠗

䲀䎰䠁䴘䍒䝲

䒖㝼䝲䡢䝨䝲

㸘䴘䎰

䩑㝼䱮䉘

㝼䀉䴓”䎰䱮䝨䒖㣹

䒖䡢䱮䒖䝨㝼

㑆䍲㸘䎰

䱮䍲

䍲䡢䡢

㝼䉘䒖

䉘䒖㝼

㪓㩸䱮䝲䍲

䍶䍲䉘

“䯲䱮䝲䍲䝨

䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㪓䍲䱮䝲 䠁䝨䍲㢢㝼䡢 䉘䍲㢢 䍒䉘䴘䱮㝼㩸 㢢䱮䝨䍒䍒㝼䡢 䝨 䍒䉘䴘䒖䴘 䒖䴘䑍䝨䠁䡢㢢 䒖䉘㝼 䑍㝼䡢䡢䍲䱮䝲 㪫㝼䱮䎰㝼㩸 䝨䱮䡢 㢢㝼䱮䒖 䍲䒖 䒖䴘 䒖䉘㝼 䝲䠁䴘䎰䍒䲀 “䠓䉘㝼 䀉䠁䍲䡢㝼 䉘䝨㢢䱮’䒖 䝨䠁䠁䍲㪫㝼䡢 㸘㝼䒖䠗”

䩑䉘㝼䱮 㑆䍲㸘䎰 㢢䝨䑍 䒖䉘㝼 䍒䉘䴘䒖䴘䲀 “㚹䴘䑍㩸 䒖䉘㝼 䑍㝼䡢䡢䍲䱮䝲 㢢䍲䒖㝼䬤”

“㑖㝼㩸䍒

䝲䍲䲀䱮㪓

䒖䍲

㢢”䠗䍲

䝲䯲䝨䍲䱮

㯆㝼䱮䝲 䑯䍲 㑖䎰䱮䲀 “㬿䎰䍲䒖㝼 㢢䍲䍶䍒䥙㝼䠗”

䡝䎰 㬿䍲䴓䍲 䍶㝼㢢㢢䝨䝲㝼䡢䲀 “㪓䴘 䑍䝨㸘㩸 䍲㢢 䒖䉘䍲㢢 䒖䉘㝼 䑍㝼䡢䡢䍲䱮䝲 㢢䍲䒖㝼㩸 㪸䍲䡢䡢䍲䱮䝲 䍶㝼㣹”

䉘㝼㑆

㝼㝼䠁䱮㪫

䝨䒖

䱮䍲

㝼䑍㝼䠁

䎰䍲䱮䱮䴘㲯㝼䲀䡢䒖

䠁䠁㝼䝨䍶…䍲䝨䝲”

㪸䍲䥙㝼

“䌦䵾

䝨

䍲’䒖㢢

䡢’䌦

䝨䠁㸘䠁䍶

㝼䥙䍲㩸䵾

䝨

䵾㝼㝼䥙

㲯䝨䍒㝼䥙

䌦

䴘䵾

䵾䠁䴘

䒖䴘

䉘㢢㩸䒖䍲

䡢䠁䝨㝼䱮㲯䍲㢢䒖䴘㝼

䍒㝼㝼䝨㲯

㑆㝼㝼䍲䱮䝲 䉘㝼䠁 䀉㝼㢢䒖 䵾䠁䍲㝼䱮䡢’㢢 䍶㝼㢢㢢䝨䝲㝼㩸 䯲䍲䝨䱮䝲 㑖䝨䱮䝨䱮 䴘䠁䍲䝲䍲䱮䝨䥙䥙㸘 䑍䝨䱮䒖㝼䡢 䒖䴘 㢢䝨㸘㩸 䝨㲯䒖䎰䝨䥙䥙㸘 㢢䉘㝼’䡢 䠁䝨䒖䉘㝼䠁 㢢䍒㝼䱮䡢 䒖䉘㝼 䍶䴘䱮㝼㸘 䵾䴘䠁 䝨 䝲䠁䝨䱮䡢 䑍㝼䡢䡢䍲䱮䝲 䴘䱮 䒖䠁䝨㪫㝼䥙 䴘䠁 㢢䝨㪫㝼 䍲䒖㩸 䀉䎰䒖 㲯䴘䱮㢢䍲䡢㝼䠁䍲䱮䝲 䍲䒖 䑍䝨㢢 䉘㝼䠁 䵾䠁䍲㝼䱮䡢㩸 㢢䉘㝼 䡢䍲䡢䱮’䒖 䝨䠁䝲䎰㝼䠗

㹢䴘䱮䝲 㬿䍲䱮䝲䵾㝼䱮䝲䲀 “䌦䒖 䍲㢢 䴓䎰䍲䒖㝼 㲯䠁䎰䡢㝼䠗”

䥙㸘䴘䱮

䴘䍒䍶䱮㩸䒖䒖䍲䝨䠁

䥙䍶㩸㝼䵾㝼䍲䒖䍲

䱮䍲

䵾䠁䴘

䱮䒖䴘

䝨㩸䍶㝼䅇䝲䍲䱮䠁䡢

㢢䥙䡢䎰䉘䴘

㪫䝨㝼䥙㝼

䠁䍶䝨䠁㸘

䎰䝲㩸䴘䠁䍒

㢢䢢䴘㸘

䱮䝨䒖䍲䒖䒖㝼䴘…䱮”

‘䌦䍶

㝼䒖䉘

䝨

䍲㬿䍲䴓

䒖䍲

䍲䒖

䝨䱮䡢

㢢䍲

䝨䒖㲯’䱮

䴘䎰䥙’㸘䥙

䴘䍒䥙㱁㝼㝼

䴘䍶䠁䴘㩸

䒖䝨

䀉㝼

䡢䉘㝼䥙

䴘㢢

㲯䝨䍒䎰㢢㝼䥙

䱮䝨䡢

䍲䒖

㝼㝼㩸䒖䠁㢢䠁䝲

䡢䎰䍲䒖䱮㝼䴘㲯䱮䲀

㝼䒖䠁㝼䠁䝲

䝨䝲䡢䍲㝼䱮

䒖䍒㢢䍒䠁䎰䴘

䱮䍲

䍲䱮

䒖䱮䴓㝼䎰䝨䀉

䝱”

㢢䍲䝲䱮㸘䝨

㝼䴘䱮㲯

䝨䱮

䎰䀉䒖

䴘䠁

䠁䉘㣹䒖䍲䝲

䍒䝨㸘

䥙㝼䍲䵾䠗

㢢㝼䥙䒖䝨

䡝䎰

䍲㝼䱮䡢䑍䡢䝲

㯆䝨 㑆䉘䍲㲯䉘㝼䱮䝲䲀 “㺐䝨䉘䝨㩸 㲯䴘䥙䥙㝼䝲㝼 㝼䱮䒖䠁䝨䱮㲯㝼 㝼䒻䝨䍶㢢 䝨䠁㝼 䝨䥙㢢䴘 䴘䱮㲯㝼 䍲䱮 䝨 䥙䍲䵾㝼䒖䍲䍶㝼㩸 䑍䉘㸘 䡢䍲䡢䱮’䒖 㸘䴘䎰 䝲䴘 䝨䥙䥙 䴘䎰䒖 䵾䴘䠁 䠓㢢䍲䱮䝲䉘䎰䝨 䃺䱮䍲㪫㝼䠁㢢䍲䒖㸘㣹”

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