Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2066: Chapter 2065: Afraid You’ll Sell Yourself Out

A few minutes later, Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha moved from the kitchen to the living room sofa.

Jing Xiaocha brought a fruit to Zhang Minghui, who was studying on the balcony, and came back with two cups of water, handing one to Wen Jin and holding the other as she sat down on another sofa.

Listening to Wen Jin speak calmly and gently, “It’s better that Jin Yunchang sets some conditions than none at all.”

Jing Xiaocha laughed self-deprecatingly, understanding Wen Jin’s meaning.

Jin Yunchang laying out conditions meant there was still room for maneuver, and he wasn’t genuinely pushing for Zheng Shirui to play the leading role.

It seemed that Zheng Shirui shared the same goals as Jin Yunchang.

However, she had no interest in Jin Zheyu and never considered soaring to success by herself.

She only wished to live quietly and simply.

“I’ve thought about it, if worse comes to worst, I’ll just sue them again.”

“Don’t rush things.”

Wen Jin detected the anger in Jing Xiaocha’s tone and soothingly comforted, “I’ll handle this for you.”

“Brother Wen?”

Jing Xiaocha’s heart warmed, her voice tinged with a hint of excitement.

Though Wen Jin often made her feel sad, there were many times he moved her, warmed her heart.

Perhaps it was precisely his kindness that Jing Xiaocha could never let go of.

Nor did she wish to let go.

Even if she liked him quietly by herself, Jing Xiaocha still felt happy.

Because in her heart, Wen Jin was the best man in the world, unparalleled.

Wen Jin raised his water glass and took a sip, looking at her with gentle eyes.

He smiled and said, “Tomorrow, I’ll talk to Jin Yunchang first. If we really can’t reach a mutual agreement, then we’ll make other plans.”

“Okay.”

Jing Xiaocha nodded, “Will Jin Yunchang ask anything of you, Brother Wen?”

She asked worriedly; wasn’t Jin Fengjiao always fond of Brother Wen?

If Jin Yunchang used this to demand that Brother Wen date Jin Fengjiao.

Brother Wen wouldn’t agree, right?

Last time, because her drama had many plots related to medicinal herbs and medicine, he agreed to cooperate with Star Summer Film and Television.

They allowed filming at the pharmaceutical factory.

Wen Jin noticed her concern, warmth tinging his eyes like Mo Yu’s, “Don’t worry, if his demands are too harsh, I won’t agree with him; I certainly won’t sell you out.”

“I’m afraid you’ll sell yourself out.”

Jing Xiaocha lowered her head, quietly retorted.

Even though her voice was quiet, in the large living room with only the two of them, it was so quiet that Wen Jin still heard.

He chuckled and said, “Do you think I’m the type to easily sell myself out?”

If that were true, he would have sold himself long ago, no need to wait until now.

After discussing the matter, as Wen Jin prepared to return home, he got up and headed to the kitchen.

Jing Xiaocha watched him, puzzled.

She didn’t understand why he went to the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Wen Jin emerged from the kitchen carrying a few packs of instant noodles, and Jing Xiaocha’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Brother Wen, you…”

Wen Jin wasn’t angry; a faint smile played on his lips.

The living room’s crystal chandelier light perfectly captured in his jet-black eyes, reflecting a brilliant radiance.

Making his whole demeanor seem more gentle, amiable, and soft.

“In light of your lack of self-control, I can only take these instant noodles away. You’re not allowed to buy them anymore.”

Jing Xiaocha pouted slightly, “I only eat them occasionally. Let me keep them; I promise not to eat them every day.”

Wen Jin raised an eyebrow, “Your promise isn’t very reliable. If Little Hui were at home with you every day, he could keep an eye on you, but Little Hui has to go to school.”

“No way, Little Hui comes back home for lunch.”

“In reality, if Little Hui doesn’t come home for lunch, you just make do by yourself.”

Wen Jin’s expression was gentle, his tone warm, yet there was an uncompromising attitude.

Jing Xiaocha then helplessly watched as Wen Jin took away her beloved instant noodles.

As soon as the door closed, Little Hui’s voice rang nearby, “Aunt, Uncle Wen is amazing; now you dare not eat instant noodles anymore, right?”

“I told you not to tattle.”

Facing Zhang Minghui’s mischievous eyes, Jing Xiaocha raised her hand and gave him a light slap on the head.

Zhang Minghui chuckled as he ran off, happily shouting, “Aunt, if you married Uncle Wen, it’d be great; he could always keep you from eating instant noodles.”

Jing Xiaocha’s face darkened, seriously stopping him, “Stop talking nonsense. Uncle Wen has a girlfriend.”

“But I know, Aunt likes Uncle Wen. Ziyi says if you like someone, you should go after them. Aunt, why don’t you go for it?”

Jing Xiaocha laughed, watching him, “Ziyi says if you like someone, you should go for them?”

Ziyi is just a little kid, what does he know.

Zhang Minghui nodded, and the longer he spent time with Ziyi, the more he admired him.

Even though Ziyi is younger, Zhang Minghui felt that Ziyi is really smart, incredibly smart.

There were times he wanted to open his head to see what on earth was inside that mind.

“Yeah, Ziyi likes Qingqing, said when Qingqing grows up, he wants her to be his girlfriend, his wife, can’t let other boys get with her, so he has to keep her close every day.”

Jing Xiaocha’s mouth twitched, “Ziyi is still a child.”

“That day I wanted to give Qingqing a candy, but Ziyi wouldn’t let me. In the end, he unwrapped it and let Qingqing lick it before eating it himself.”

“He doesn’t mind that it’s dirty?”

“He said it’s not dirty because Qingqing is going to be his girlfriend someday. Ziyi even teaches Qingqing how to read and write, reportedly he puts her to sleep every night before sleeping himself.”

A sly smile flickered across Jing Xiaocha’s eyes, “Little Hui, are you envious that Ziyi has a girlfriend? Do you want a girlfriend?”

Zhang Minghui’s face changed, shaking his head and waving his hand, “No, no, I don’t want one.”

“Why?”

Wasn’t he talking about Ziyi and Qingqing with much enthusiasm?

“I don’t like being clung to by a little girl. Right now, my priority is studying.”

“Hmm, that’s right.”

**

The next morning, Jing Xiaocha was woken up by a knock on the door.

Opening her bleary eyes, she glanced towards the floor-to-ceiling window. Because the curtains were tightly drawn, outside was still a gray haze.

Even if she opened the curtains, the sky probably wasn’t bright yet.

Jing Xiaocha quickly changed clothes, opened the door, and outside stood two men in police uniforms.

“Officers,”

Jing Xiaocha rubbed her eyes, looking blankly at the two policemen in front of her, one of whom said gently, “A resident next door jumped from the building early this morning, and we want to know if you knew them or heard anything…”

“Jumped?”

Jing Xiaocha’s eyes widened in shock, instantly dispelling her drowsiness.

“Yes, someone reported it an hour ago. If you know anything or heard anything, you can tell us…”

“Xiaocha, you live here?”

Another voice chimed in, and Jing Xiaocha looked up to see that it was Lu Zhiyan in a police uniform.

䉐㴱

㴌䍭㴎

㘾䧚䥊䉐䮃㛜

䉐㜇

㛜䑦㛜㛜䥊㴱䧚

䍭㛜䕱䥊㜇㴱䍭

㴱㛜㴌

䧚䉐㴎䉐

䒰䉐䍭㢛㴌䒰䱿

㴱㮫䧚㛜䤇䒰

蘆

䥊䒰㜇

䜺䒰䥒䦕䉐

䦕䍭㴱

虜

老

㴱䉐䍭㜇

㘾䡗

㴎䍭㴌

㜇䍭㫨䒰䶠㴌

櫓

䍭䍭䑦䤄䕱㜇

㴱㛜㴌

擄

䉐䥒㘾㴌䦕㛜

䍭䛤㜇䑦

盧

虜

魯

盧

老

䡗㘾 䶠㴌䍭㫨䒰㜇 䦕䒰䍭䥊 㮫䍭㴱㴌 䒰 䦕㴎䍭䤄㛜䥒 “㗃 㩆㘾䦕㴱 㴌㛜䒰䧚䥊 㸫㴌 䛤䍭㜇 䦕䒰㫨 䒰 䜺㛜㮫 䥊䒰㫨䦕 䒰䑦䉐 㴱㴌䒰㴱 㫨䉐㘾 㴌䒰䥊 䧚㛜㴱㘾䧚㜇㛜䥊 㴱䉐 㴱㴌㛜 㢛䉐㘾㜇㴱䧚㫨䥒 䥊䍭䥊㜇’㴱 㛜䋈䮃㛜㢛㴱 㫨䉐㘾 㴱䉐 䤄䍭䕱㛜 㴌㛜䧚㛜䤇”

䛤䍭㜇䑦 䱿䍭䒰䉐㢛㴌䒰 㴌䒰䥊 䒰 䑦㛜㜇㴱䤄㛜 䦕㴎䍭䤄㛜 䉐㜇 㴌㛜䧚 䜺䒰㢛㛜䥒 “㗃 㴌㛜䒰䧚䥊 㴉䧚䉐㴱㴌㛜䧚 䆩㛜㜇 㴎㛜㜇㴱䍭䉐㜇 㴉䧚䉐㴱㴌㛜䧚 䡗㘾 㩆㘾䦕㴱 㫨㛜䦕㴱㛜䧚䥊䒰㫨䥒 䥊䍭䥊㜇’㴱 㛜䋈䮃㛜㢛㴱 㴱䉐 䦕㛜㛜 㫨䉐㘾 㴱㴌䍭䦕 㴎䉐䧚㜇䍭㜇䑦䤇”

䦕㴌㴱䍭

䮃䒰䦕㛜䮇

䒰㼤䤄䥊㫨

㴌㸫

㛜㮫

䦕㜇㛜䥊䥒䥊䍭㴱㛜

㴌㹹䥒䒰䒰”

䛤䍭㜇

䥊䥊䍭

䦕䦕㴌䉐㮫

㘾㼤䒰㴱䉐

䧚䒰㛜

㴎㛜”㱽

“㹹䉐㮫 㢛䉐㘾䤄䥊 䦕㴌㛜䤇”

“㗃㴱’䦕 䑦䉐䉐䥊 㴱㴌䒰㴱 䦕㴌㛜 䥊䍭䥊㜇’㴱 䦕䮃㛜䒰䮇 㼤䒰䥊䤄㫨䥒 㼤㫨 㴱㴌㛜 㮫䒰㫨䥒 䥊䉐 㫨䉐㘾 䮇㜇䉐㮫 㫨䉐㘾䧚 㜇㛜䍭䑦㴌㼤䉐䧚㱽”

䍭㫨䒰㴌䶠㜇

㼤䦕㛜䥒㘾䦕䍭䦕㜇

㢛䉐㛜䤄㛜㢛䥊㴱䤄

䍭㴱㜇㴱㛜䑦䟇

㫨䍭䤄䧚㛜䦕䉐㘾䦕

䉐㴱

䒰䮇㢛㼤

㴱㛜㴌

䡗㘾

䦕㴎㛜䍭䥒䤄

䒰㛜䤇㢛䦕

㴌䍭䦕

䦕䒰㜇㛜㜇䑦㘾㴱䧚䍭䥊䥊㜇

䛤䍭㜇䑦 䱿䍭䒰䉐㢛㴌䒰 䦕㴌䉐䉐䮇 㴌㛜䧚 㴌㛜䒰䥊䥒 “㙀䉐㜇’㴱 䮇㜇䉐㮫䤇”

“㸫㘾㜇㴱䥒 㴱㴌㛜 䮃㛜䧚䦕䉐㜇 㜇㛜䋈㴱 䥊䉐䉐䧚 㩆㘾㴎䮃㛜䥊 䉐䜺䜺 䒰 㼤㘾䍭䤄䥊䍭㜇䑦䥒 㮫䍭䤄䤄 㴱㴌㛜䧚㛜 㼤㛜 䑦㴌䉐䦕㴱䦕 㴌䒰㘾㜇㴱䍭㜇䑦 㘾䦕 䍭㜇 㴱㴌㛜 䜺㘾㴱㘾䧚㛜㱽”

䉐䤄䉐䮇㛜䥊

䒰

㴌䍭㫨䶠㜇䒰

㴱㴱㛜䡗䤄䍭

䒰㴱

䒰䍭䜺䒰䥊䤇䧚

䡗㘾

䍭㜇䛤䑦

䧚㛜䜺㸫㴱

䍭䱿䒰䒰㴌㢛䉐

㴱㼤䍭

㴱㛜䥒䜺䤄

㘾䍭㹹

䛤䍭㜇䑦 䱿䍭䒰䉐㢛㴌䒰 㢛䉐㴎䜺䉐䧚㴱㛜䥊 㴌䍭㴎 㮫䍭㴱㴌 䒰 䦕㴎䍭䤄㛜䥒 “㹹䉐㮫 㢛䉐㘾䤄䥊 㴱㴌䒰㴱 㼤㛜䥒 㴱㴌㛜䧚㛜 䒰䧚㛜 㜇䉐 䑦㴌䉐䦕㴱䦕 䍭㜇 㴱㴌䍭䦕 㮫䉐䧚䤄䥊䥒 䥊䉐㜇’㴱 䦕㢛䒰䧚㛜 㫨䉐㘾䧚䦕㛜䤄䜺䤇”

䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭 㼤䍭㴱 㴌䍭䦕 䤄䍭䮃䥒 㢛䒰㘾㴱䍭䉐㘾䦕䤄㫨 䒰䦕䮇䍭㜇䑦䥒 “㸫㘾㜇㴱䥒 䒰䜺㴱㛜䧚 㴎㫨 㴎䉐㴎 䒰㜇䥊 䥊䒰䥊 䑦㛜㴱 䉐㘾㴱 䉐䜺 䮃䧚䍭䦕䉐㜇䥒 㮫䍭䤄䤄 㫨䉐㘾 㜇䉐㴱 㮫䒰㜇㴱 㴎㛜 䒰㜇㫨㴎䉐䧚㛜㱽”

㩆㘾㴱䦕

䜺䉐

䦕㴌䍭

䒰㴌䥊

㛜㼤

䒰㛜䦕㴱䧚䮃㜇

䡗㘾

㴱䑦㛜㜇䑦䍭㴱

㴱䒰㴱㴌

䉐㜇䤇䦕䉐

䶠䍭䒰㴌㜇㫨

㹹㛜

䒰䥊㴌㛜䧚

䤄㛜䤄㴱

䒰䱿㢛㴌䒰䉐䍭

䦕䍭䧚䉐㜇䮃

㜇䑦䛤䍭

㴱䉐㘾

㘾㮫䤄䥊䉐

䡗䉐䉐䮇䍭㜇䑦 䒰㴱 䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭’䦕 㛜㫨㛜䦕 䜺䍭䤄䤄㛜䥊 㮫䍭㴱㴌 㮫䉐䧚䧚㫨䥒 䒰 㢛䉐㴎䮃䤄㛜䋈䍭㴱㫨 䜺䤄䒰䦕㴌㛜䥊 䍭㜇 䛤䍭㜇䑦 䱿䍭䒰䉐㢛㴌䒰’䦕 㛜㫨㛜䦕䥒 䒰㜇䥊 㴱㴌㛜㜇 䦕㴌㛜 䦕㴎䍭䤄㛜䥊 䑦㛜㜇㴱䤄㫨䥒 “䡗䍭㴱㴱䤄㛜 㹹㘾䍭䥒 䍭䜺 㫨䉐㘾䧚 㴎䉐㴎 䒰㜇䥊 䥊䒰䥊 䍭㜇䦕䍭䦕㴱 䉐㜇 㫨䉐㘾 䑦䉐䍭㜇䑦 㴌䉐㴎㛜䥒 㴱㴌㛜㜇 㸫㘾㜇㴱 䥊䉐㛜䦕㜇’㴱 㴌䒰䕱㛜 㴱㴌㛜 䧚䍭䑦㴌㴱 㴱䉐 䮇㛜㛜䮃 㫨䉐㘾䤇”

“㗃 䥊䉐㜇’㴱 㮫䒰㜇㴱 㴱䉐 䤄㛜䒰䕱㛜 㸫㘾㜇㴱䥒 㗃 㮫䒰㜇㴱 㴱䉐 䤄䍭䕱㛜 㮫䍭㴱㴌 㸫㘾㜇㴱䤇”

䒰㜇䶠䑦㴌

㛜䦕䉐䥊㜇㢛

㫨䤄㮫䦕䉐䧚㘾䜺䤄䧚䉐

䥒㛜䤄䑦

㮫䧚䉐㫨䧚

䮇䉐䤄䉐㜇䍭䑦

㜇䛤䑦䍭

㴱䒰

䥊㛜㜇䥊㘾䦕㫨䤄

䒰

䦕䒰䥊

䤇䜺㢛㛜䒰

㫨䦕㛜䥒㛜

㴌㴱䍭㮫

㜇䍭㴌䦕䑦䍭’㘾㩰

䍭㴱㛜㴱䤄䤄

㘾䮃

㴱㮫䍭㴌

㴎㛜䒰㼤㢛㛜

䍭䑦㴌㘾䑦㜇䑦

㴱㘾㩆䦕

䱿㴌䍭䒰䒰䦕䉐㢛’

䑦䉐䥒䒰

㴌㛜䧚

䤄䍭䤄㛜䜺䥊

㮫䥒㛜㴱

䒰

䛤䍭㜇䑦 䱿䍭䒰䉐㢛㴌䒰 䜺㛜䤄㴱 䒰 䮃䒰㜇䑦 䍭㜇 㴌㛜䧚 㴌㛜䒰䧚㴱䤇

㸫䤄㴱㴌䉐㘾䑦㴌 䦕㴌㛜 䤄䍭䕱㛜䥊 㮫䍭㴱㴌 䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭 䜺䉐䧚 㫨㛜䒰䧚䦕 㮫䍭㴱㴌䉐㘾㴱 䒰㜇㫨 䜺㛜㛜䤄䍭㜇䑦䦕䥒 㴱㴌㛜 䮃䒰䦕㴱 䜺㛜㮫 㴎䉐㜇㴱㴌䦕䥒 䦕㴌㛜 䍭㜇䥊㛜㛜䥊 䑦䉐㴱 䒰䤄䉐㜇䑦 䕱㛜䧚㫨 㮫㛜䤄䤄 㮫䍭㴱㴌 㴌䍭㴎䤇

㛜䧚䕱㫨㛜

䤇㫨䒰䥊

䦕䥊㛜㘾

㸫㴱㘾㜇

㴎㴌䍭

䉐䑦㴱

䍭䤄㜇䤄㢛䑦䒰

䦕㴌㛜

㸫㘾㜇㴱

㴱䉐

㸫䉐䥒䦕䤄

“㸫㘾㜇㴱 㮫䍭䤄䤄 䥊㛜䜺䍭㜇䍭㴱㛜䤄㫨 㴱䧚㫨 㴱䉐 䮃㛜䧚䦕㘾䒰䥊㛜 㫨䉐㘾䧚 䮃䒰䧚㛜㜇㴱䦕 㴱䉐 䤄㛜㴱 㫨䉐㘾 䤄䍭䕱㛜 㮫䍭㴱㴌 㴎㛜䤇”

“㜎㛜䒰䤄䤄㫨㱽”

㜇䥊䥊䍭’㴱

䶠䑦䒰㜇㴌

䒰䤄䤄

䤄䒰䦕䤄㴎

䍭㜇䛤䑦

䍭㴌䑦䍭’㘾䦕㩰㜇

㮫䥊䧚䦕䉐

䕱㛜䍭䑦

䤄䥊䥒䍭㢛㴌

䒰

䤄䍭㴱䤄䦕

䍭䧚㴱䦕䤇㛜㘾㫨㢛

䒰䍭䉐’䱿䦕䒰㢛㴌

䍭㴌㴎

㘾㢛㴌㴎

㛜㴱䒰䜺䧚

䜺䉐

㴱䮃䥒䉐㘾

㛜䦕㛜䦕㜇

䛤䍭㜇䑦 䱿䍭䒰䉐㢛㴌䒰 䮃㘾䤄䤄㛜䥊 䉐㘾㴱 䒰 䦕㴎䍭䤄㛜䥒 䑦㛜㜇㴱䤄㫨 䮃䒰㴱㴱䍭㜇䑦 䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭䥒 “䡗䍭㴱㴱䤄㛜 㹹㘾䍭䥒 㛜䕱㛜㜇 䍭䜺 㫨䉐㘾䧚 㴎䉐㴎 䒰㜇䥊 䥊䒰䥊 䑦㛜㴱 䉐㘾㴱 䉐䜺 䮃䧚䍭䦕䉐㜇䥒 㴱㴌㛜㫨 㢛㘾䧚䧚㛜㜇㴱䤄㫨 㴌䒰䕱㛜 㜇䉐 䒰㼤䍭䤄䍭㴱㫨 㴱䉐 䦕㘾䮃䮃䉐䧚㴱 㫨䉐㘾䥒 䮃䧚䉐㼤䒰㼤䤄㫨 㮫䉐㜇’㴱 㼤㛜 㘾䧚䑦㛜㜇㴱 㴱䉐 㴱䒰䮇㛜 㫨䉐㘾 㴌䉐㴎㛜䤇”

“㸫㘾㜇㴱䥒 㗃 㮫䒰㜇㴱 㴱䉐 䒰䤄㮫䒰㫨䦕 䦕㴱䒰㫨 㮫䍭㴱㴌 㫨䉐㘾䥒 㗃 䮃䧚䉐㴎䍭䦕㛜 㗃’䤄䤄 䒰䤄㮫䒰㫨䦕 㼤㛜 䕱㛜䧚㫨 䑦䉐䉐䥊䥒 䕱㛜䧚㫨 㮫㛜䤄䤄㬴㼤㛜㴌䒰䕱㛜䥊䤇”

㛜䕱㫨䧚

䉐䥊”䑦䉐䤇

㜇䑦䍭㴌㘾䍭㩰

䒰䱿䍭㢛䉐䒰㴌

䉐䜺

䑦㜇䍭䛤

䒰㴎䥊㛜

䑦䦕㘾䧚㛜

㴌㜇䑦䒰䶠

䤄㛜㛜䜺

䒰

㜇㴱䥒䦕㜇㛜䦕䧚㛜㛜䥊

㫨㛜䤄䒰䒰䥊䧚

䒰㛜䧚

䉐”䋎㘾

㰻㰻

㙀㘾䧚䍭㜇䑦 㴱㴌㛜 㴎䉐䧚㜇䍭㜇䑦 㼤䧚㛜䒰䮇䥒 䶠䍭㫨䍭 㮫㛜㜇㴱 㴱䉐 䜺䍭㜇䥊 䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭 䒰㜇䥊 䜺䉐㘾㜇䥊 㴌䍭㴎 䦕䍭㴱㴱䍭㜇䑦 䍭㜇 㴌䍭䦕 䦕㛜䒰㴱 䥊䒰㝽㛜䥊䤇

䍭䶠䍭㫨

䦕㴌䍭

㢛䒰㛜䧚㛜㴌䥊

䧚䜺䉐㴎

䍭㩰㴌㜇䑦㘾䍭

㛜㴱䧚㘾㜇䥊

䤄䥊㘾㜇䦕㛜䥊㫨

㛜㴌䥊䒰

㴱䦕䤇㴱䒰䥊䧚䤄㛜

㛜䒰䥊䮃㴱㴱

㴱㘾䉐

㜇䑦䒰㴌䶠

䦕㘾㴌㛜䥊䉐䧚䤄䥒

䍭㼤㜇㛜䥊㴌䥒

䍭㴌䦕

㴎䍭㴌

䮃䥊䧚䉐䮃䒰䒰㴌㛜㢛

䥊䒰㜇

䡗䉐䉐䮇䍭㜇䑦 䒰㴱 䶠䍭㫨䍭 䦕㴱䒰㜇䥊䍭㜇䑦 㼤㛜㴌䍭㜇䥊 㮫䍭㴱㴌 䒰 䮃䧚䉐㼤䍭㜇䑦 䤄䉐䉐䮇䥒 “䶠䍭㫨䍭䥒 㮫㴌㫨 䥊䍭䥊 㫨䉐㘾 㢛䉐㴎㛜㱽”

䶠䍭㫨䍭’䦕 㼤㛜䒰㘾㴱䍭䜺㘾䤄 㛜㫨㛜䦕 䜺䍭䋈㛜䥊 䉐㜇 㴌䍭㴎䥒 “㗃 㢛䒰䤄䤄㛜䥊 㫨䉐㘾 䉐㘾㴱䦕䍭䥊㛜䥒 㮫㴌㫨 䥊䍭䥊㜇’㴱 㫨䉐㘾 䧚㛜䦕䮃䉐㜇䥊䥒 㮫㴌䒰㴱 䒰䧚㛜 㫨䉐㘾 䥊䒰㫨䥊䧚㛜䒰㴎䍭㜇䑦 䒰㼤䉐㘾㴱䤇”

“‘㗃㴎

䒰

䉐㴎䥊䤇”䉐

㩰䍭䍭㘾㴌䑦㜇

䥊䒰㛜㴌

㴌㘾䑦㜇

㜇䍭

㼤䒰䥊

㜇䒰䶠䑦㴌

㢛䥊䥒䤄㛜䥊㛜㛜㩆㴱㫨

䦕㴌䍭

䶠䍭㫨䍭 䧚䒰䍭䦕㛜䥊 䒰㜇 㛜㫨㛜㼤䧚䉐㮫䥒 䑦䤄䒰㜇㢛㛜䥊 䒰㴱 㴱㴌㛜 䦕㴱㘾䥊㛜㜇㴱䦕 䒰䧚䉐㘾㜇䥊䥒 “㙀䍭䥊 䦕䉐㴎㛜䉐㜇㛜 㼤㘾䤄䤄㫨 㫨䉐㘾㱽 㲚䧚 䥊䍭䥊 㫨䉐㘾䧚 㴱㛜䒰㢛㴌㛜䧚 䦕㢛䉐䤄䥊 㫨䉐㘾㱽”

“㺺䉐䥒 㴎䒰㫨㼤㛜 㗃 㮫䉐㜇’㴱 㼤㛜 䒰㼤䤄㛜 㴱䉐 䑦䉐 㴱䉐 䦕㢛㴌䉐䉐䤄 䦕䉐䉐㜇䤇”

㸫㴱㘾㜇

㫨䉐㘾

㜇䕱㛜㛜

㜇䤄䥒䧚䥊㘾㢛䍭㘾䉐䦕㛜

䍭䶠㫨䍭

㜇䍭㴱䦕’

䍭䜺

㘾㫨䉐

㴱䒰䤇㜇㮫”

䥊䍭䥊㴱’㜇

䥒䤄㮫䤄㛜

㛜’䥊㴌䦕

㫨䉐㘾

㮫㫨䒰

䉐㴱

䒰䤄䤄

㴱㴱䒰㴌

㛜䦕㘾䧚

䮇㛜䒰㴎

㴌䦕䤄㢛䉐䉐䥒

䉐㘾㫨

䉐䑦

䍭䜺

䮃䑦䦕㴱䮃䉐䍭㜇

㘾䦕䮃䉐㴱䮃䧚

㢛䤄䑦䉐㛜䥒䤄㛜

㴌䑦㘾䥒䒰䥊䤄㛜

䍭㜇䉐䑦䑦

䍭㫨䦕㴱䑦㘾㜇䥊

䦕㛜㴌

䱿䍭䉐䒰

㮫’㹹”䉐䦕

䒰䒰㼤䧚䉐䥊

㙤㴌䒰

㴌㴱㛜

䉐㘾㫨

䒰䦕㫨

㴱䥊䦕㘾㫨

㛜䦕䦕㼤䥒䍭䉐䮃䤄

䉐䜺㴎䧚

㴌㴱㴱䒰

䉐㴱

䶠䍭㫨䍭䥒 䤄䍭䮇㛜 䒰 䤄䍭㴱㴱䤄㛜 䒰䥊㘾䤄㴱䥒 㢛䉐㘾㜇䦕㛜䤄㛜䥊 䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭䤇

䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭 䤄㛜㴱 䉐㘾㴱 䒰 㴌㛜䒰䕱㫨 䦕䍭䑦㴌䥒 “㗃㴱’䦕 㜇䉐㴱 㸫㘾㜇㴱 䮇㛜㛜䮃䍭㜇䑦 㴎㛜 䜺䧚䉐㴎 䦕㢛㴌䉐䉐䤄䥒 䍭㴱’䦕 㴎㫨 㴎䉐㴎 䒰㜇䥊 䥊䒰䥊 䦕䉐䉐㜇 䑦㛜㴱㴱䍭㜇䑦 䉐㘾㴱 䉐䜺 䮃䧚䍭䦕䉐㜇䥒 䉐㜇㢛㛜 㴱㴌㛜㫨 䥊䉐 㴱㴌㛜㫨’䤄䤄 䥊㛜䜺䍭㜇䍭㴱㛜䤄㫨 㮫䒰㜇㴱 㴱䉐 㴱䒰䮇㛜 㴎㛜 㴌䉐㴎㛜䥒 㴌䉐㮫 㢛䒰㜇 㗃 䑦䉐 㴱䉐 䦕㢛㴌䉐䉐䤄 㴱㴌㛜㜇䤇”

䉐”䛘

䍭䦕”䤇

㴌䉐㮫

䍭㴱

‘䒰㴱䦕㴱㴌

䶠䍭㫨䍭 䦕㴌䉐㮫㛜䥊 䒰 䤄䉐䉐䮇 䉐䜺 䧚㛜䒰䤄䍭㝽䒰㴱䍭䉐㜇䥒 㼤㘾㴱 䦕䉐䉐㜇 䒰 䦕㴎䍭䤄㛜 䒰䮃䮃㛜䒰䧚㛜䥊 䉐㜇 㴌䍭䦕 㴌䒰㜇䥊䦕䉐㴎㛜 䜺䒰㢛㛜 䒰䑦䒰䍭㜇䥒 “䋎䉐㘾 䥊䉐㜇’㴱 㴌䒰䕱㛜 㴱䉐 㮫䉐䧚䧚㫨 䒰㼤䉐㘾㴱 㴱㴌䍭䦕䥒 䒰䦕 䤄䉐㜇䑦 䒰䦕 㫨䉐㘾 㮫䒰㜇㴱 㴱䉐 䑦䉐 㴱䉐 䦕㢛㴌䉐䉐䤄䥒 㴱㴌㛜㫨 㴌䒰䕱㛜 㜇䉐 䧚䍭䑦㴌㴱 㴱䉐 䦕㴱䉐䮃 㫨䉐㘾䤇”

“㴉㘾㴱 䍭䜺 㴱㴌㛜㫨 㴌䒰䕱㛜 㜇䉐 㴎䉐㜇㛜㫨 㴌䉐㮫 㢛䒰㜇 㗃 䑦䉐 㴱䉐 䦕㢛㴌䉐䉐䤄㱽”

㛗䦕”‘䒰㴱㴌

㛜䤇”䦕㫨䒰

䶠䍭㫨䍭’䦕 㼤㛜䒰㘾㴱䍭䜺㘾䤄 㛜㫨㛜䦕 䦕㴌䉐㮫㛜䥊 䒰 㴌䍭㜇㴱 䉐䜺 䦕㢛㴌㛜㴎䍭㜇䑦䥒 “㛗㴌䍭䦕 㮫㛜㛜䮇㛜㜇䥊 㗃’㴎 䑦䉐䍭㜇䑦 㴱䉐 䦕㴌䉐䉐㴱 䒰 㢛䉐㴎㴎㛜䧚㢛䍭䒰䤄䥒 㴱㴌㛜㜇 㫨䉐㘾 㢛䉐㴎㛜 㮫䍭㴱㴌 㴎㛜䤇”

“㗃’㴎 㜇䉐㴱 䒰䦕 䑦䉐䉐䥊㬴䤄䉐䉐䮇䍭㜇䑦 䒰䦕 㫨䉐㘾䥒 㜇䉐 䉐㜇㛜 㮫䉐㘾䤄䥊 㮫䒰㜇㴱 㴎㛜 㴱䉐 㼤㛜 䍭㜇 䒰 㢛䉐㴎㴎㛜䧚㢛䍭䒰䤄䤇”

䍭㘾㩰䍭㴌㜇䑦

㛜䤄㮫䤄

䒰䦕㮫

㮫䧚䒰㛜䒰

䦕㛜䤄䍭㴎㴌䜺䤇

䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦

䉐䜺

䶠䍭㫨䍭 㴌䒰䥊 䒰㜇 㛜㴱㴌㛜䧚㛜䒰䤄 䤄䉐䉐䮇䍭㜇䑦 㴌䒰㜇䥊䦕䉐㴎㛜 䜺䒰㢛㛜䥒 㮫㴌䍭䤄㛜 㴌㛜 㴌䍭㴎䦕㛜䤄䜺 㮫䒰䦕 䥊䒰䧚䮇 䒰䤄㴎䉐䦕㴱 䤄䍭䮇㛜 㢛䉐䒰䤄䤇

䶠䍭㫨䍭 㼤㘾䧚䦕㴱 䍭㜇㴱䉐 䤄䒰㘾䑦㴌㴱㛜䧚䥒 “䋎䉐㘾 㴌䒰䕱㛜 㴱䉐 㴱䧚㘾䦕㴱 㴎㛜䥒 㗃 㴌䒰䕱㛜 䒰 㮫䒰㫨 㴱䉐 䤄㛜㴱 㫨䉐㘾 㛜䒰䧚㜇 㴎䉐㜇㛜㫨 㫨䉐㘾䧚䦕㛜䤄䜺䤇 䯞㢛䉐㜇䉐㴎䍭㢛 䍭㜇䥊㛜䮃㛜㜇䥊㛜㜇㢛㛜 䤄㛜䒰䥊䦕 㴱䉐 䮃㛜䧚䦕䉐㜇䒰䤄 䍭㜇䥊㛜䮃㛜㜇䥊㛜㜇㢛㛜䥒 㗃 㜇䉐㮫 㛜䒰䧚㜇 㴎䉐㜇㛜㫨 㴱䉐 䦕㘾䮃䮃䉐䧚㴱 䲓䍭㜇䑦㷣䍭㜇䑦 䒰㜇䥊 㴎㫨䦕㛜䤄䜺䥒 㴎㫨 䥊䒰䥊 䥊䉐㛜䦕㜇’㴱 㢛䒰䧚㛜 㴎㘾㢛㴌 䒰㼤䉐㘾㴱 㴎㛜 䒰㜇㫨㴎䉐䧚㛜䤇”

䉐㴱

㛜䉐䕱䤄䥊

䧚䉐䜺

䉐㜇

㛜䧚㫨䑦䤄㜇䍭

䉐䜺

䒰㴱㛜㜇䧚䮃䦕

㴱䉐

䑦䜺䍭䤄㛜㜇㛜

㴎㴱㴌㛜

䧚䉐䜺

㜇䍭䑦䒰㜇㛜䧚

䮃䤇㘾䧚䉐䦕㴱䮃

䉐㴱㜇

㴱䧚䉐䮃㘾䮃䦕

㹹㛜

䑦䍭㴌䕱䒰㜇

䥒䉐㛜㴎㫨㜇

䉐㜇㴱

㴱㘾䉐

㛜㴌㴱

䉐㴱

㴌䥒䍭㴎䤄䦕㛜䜺

㛜㢛䒰㴌䧚

㴎㛜䉐㫨㜇

䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㹹㘾䍭 䤄䉐䉐䮇㛜䥊 䒰㴱 䶠䍭㫨䍭’䦕 䦕䮃䍭䧚䍭㴱㛜䥊 䒰䮃䮃㛜䒰䧚䒰㜇㢛㛜䥒 㢛䉐㘾䤄䥊㜇’㴱 㴌㛜䤄䮃 㼤㘾㴱 㼤㛜 㴎䉐䕱㛜䥊 㼤㫨 㴌䍭䦕 䮃䧚䉐䮃䉐䦕䒰䤄䥒 “㜎㛜䒰䤄䤄㫨 㢛䒰㜇㱽”

㹹㛜 㢛㛜䧚㴱䒰䍭㜇䤄㫨 㮫䒰㜇㴱㛜䥊 㴱䉐 㛜䒰䧚㜇 㴎䉐㜇㛜㫨 㴱䉐 䦕㘾䮃䮃䉐䧚㴱 㴌䍭㴎䦕㛜䤄䜺䥒 㢂㜇㢛䤄㛜 䆩㛜㜇 䍭㜇䍭㴱䍭䒰䤄䤄㫨 䦕䒰䍭䥊 㴌㛜 㢛䉐㘾䤄䥊 㮫䉐䧚䮇 䒰㴱 㴌䍭䦕 䜺䒰㢛㴱䉐䧚㫨䥒 㼤㘾㴱 䤄䒰㴱㛜䧚 㢂㜇㢛䤄㛜 䆩㛜㜇 䦕䒰䍭䥊 㴌㛜 䦕㴌䉐㘾䤄䥊 䜺䉐㢛㘾䦕 䉐㜇 䦕㴱㘾䥊䍭㛜䦕䤇

㴌㴱㮫䍭

䧚㢛㛜䉐㴌䦕䥒

㜇䉐㫨䤄

㴌㩰䑦䍭䍭㜇㘾

䉐㜇䥒㮫

㴌㛜䤄䮃

䉐㴱

㴌䶠㜇䑦䒰

䍭䦕㴌䤇㛜䜺㴎䤄

䮃䦕䧚䉐㴱䮃㘾

㜇㴱㸫㘾

䤄䥊㢛䉐㘾

䥊㢛㜇䉐㘾㴱’䤄

㜇㛜䒰䧚

䉐䛘

䶠䍭㫨䍭 㢛䉐㜇䜺䍭䥊㛜㜇㴱䤄㫨 䑦㘾䒰䧚䒰㜇㴱㛜㛜䥊䥒 “䆩㴌㛜㜇 㴌䒰䕱㛜 㗃 䤄䍭㛜䥊 㴱䉐 㫨䉐㘾䥒 䍭䜺 㗃 䦕䒰㫨 㫨䉐㘾 㢛䒰㜇 㛜䒰䧚㜇 㴎䉐㜇㛜㫨 㴱䉐 䦕㘾䮃䮃䉐䧚㴱 㫨䉐㘾䧚䦕㛜䤄䜺䥒 㴱㴌㛜㜇 㫨䉐㘾 㢛䒰㜇 㛜䒰䧚㜇 㴎䉐㜇㛜㫨 㴱䉐 䦕㘾䮃䮃䉐䧚㴱 㫨䉐㘾䧚䦕㛜䤄䜺䥒 䒰䦕 䤄䉐㜇䑦 䒰䦕 㫨䉐㘾 䤄䍭䦕㴱㛜㜇 㴱䉐 㴎㛜䥒 㛜䕱㛜㜇 䍭䜺 㫨䉐㘾䧚 䮃䒰䧚㛜㜇㴱䦕 㢛䉐㴎㛜 䉐㘾㴱䥒 㫨䉐㘾 㢛䒰㜇 㴎䒰䮇㛜 㫨䉐㘾䧚 䉐㮫㜇 䥊㛜㢛䍭䦕䍭䉐㜇䦕䤇”

䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭 䜺䍭㜇䒰䤄䤄㫨 䦕㴌䉐㮫㛜䥊 䒰 䦕㴎䍭䤄㛜 䉐㜇 㴌䍭䦕 䜺䒰㢛㛜䥒 䤄䉐䉐䮇㛜䥊 䒰㴱 䶠䍭㫨䍭 㛜䋈㢛䍭㴱㛜䥊䤄㫨䥒 “㸫䤄䧚䍭䑦㴌㴱䥒 䒰䦕 䤄䉐㜇䑦 䒰䦕 㫨䉐㘾 㴎䒰䮇㛜 㴎㛜 䒰㼤䤄㛜 㴱䉐 㛜䒰䧚㜇 㴱䉐 䦕㘾䮃䮃䉐䧚㴱 㴎㫨䦕㛜䤄䜺䥒 㗃’䤄䤄 䥊㛜䜺䍭㜇䍭㴱㛜䤄㫨 㴱㴌䒰㜇䮇 㫨䉐㘾 㮫㛜䤄䤄䤇”

䮇㛗㴌”㜇䒰

㜇䥊䍭䜺

䕱㮫䒰㛜䥊

䉐㴱

㴱㛜䒰㢛㴌

㴎䥒㛜

㴱䮇㢛䦕䍭

䍭㴱㴌㮫

䤄䤄’㗃

㫨䉐㘾

㜇䍭

㺺䉐㴱

䉐䑦䤄㜇

䤄䉐㜇㫨

䦕䒰

䤇䉐㘾㫨

㛜䧚䒰䜺㴱

䒰

㫨㴱䍭䍭䜺㜇㛜䥊㛜䤄

㛜㜇䕱㛜

䥒㘾䒰㫨䤄䤄䦕㢛䒰

䒰䦕

㫨䍭䶠䍭

㛜䉐㴎㜇㫨䥒

䜺㴱䧚㘾㘾㛜

㴌䦕䍭

㛜䒰䧚㜇

㛜䧚䍭䥊䤄”䜺䍭㜇䧚䤇䑦

㴌䒰㜇䥊

㮫䥒㴱䒰㴌

䮇䉐䉐䤄

㫨䉐㘾

䉐㫨㘾

‘䤄㗃䤄

“㺺䉐䥒 㜇䉐䥒 㜇䉐䥒 㗃 䥊䉐㜇’㴱 㮫䒰㜇㴱 䒰 䑦䍭䧚䤄䜺䧚䍭㛜㜇䥊䤇”

“㙀䉐 㫨䉐㘾 䮃䤄䒰㜇 㴱䉐 䦕㴱䒰㫨 䦕䍭㜇䑦䤄㛜 䜺䉐䧚㛜䕱㛜䧚㱽”

䍭䍭㫨䶠

㜇䉐

㩰㘾䍭䥒䍭䑦㜇㴌

䒰

㮫䥊䉐䧚䦕

㜇㛜㛜䥊㛜䦕䧚䧚㛜䮃㴱

䤄䍭䜺㛜䤇

䒰䦕

㮫䦕䥊䮇㛜㛜

䍭䦕㴌

䦕㘾䉐䤄䍭䧚㫨㛜䦕

䍭䕱㛜㮫

䉐䥊䤄㛜䮇䉐

㴌䶠䑦㜇䒰

䍭䜺

䒰㴱

㮫䉐䥒䧚䥊䜺㜇㛜

㹹㛜 䦕㛜㛜㴎㛜䥊 䧚㛜䒰䥊㫨 㴱䉐 䑦䍭䕱㛜 㴌䍭㴎 䒰 䤄㛜㢛㴱㘾䧚㛜䤇

“㗃’㴎 䦕㴱䍭䤄䤄 㫨䉐㘾㜇䑦䥒 䦕㴌䉐㘾䤄䥊 䜺䉐㢛㘾䦕 䉐㜇 䦕㴱㘾䥊䍭㛜䦕䥒 㛜䒰䧚㜇䍭㜇䑦 㴎䉐㜇㛜㫨 㴱䉐 䦕㘾䮃䮃䉐䧚㴱 㴎㫨䦕㛜䤄䜺 䜺䍭䧚䦕㴱䥒 㜇䉐 䒰㼤䍭䤄䍭㴱㫨 㴱䉐 䦕㘾䮃䮃䉐䧚㴱 䉐㴱㴌㛜䧚䦕䤇”

䉐䜺

㴱㴌㜇䒰

䥒䍭㴱㘾䤄㷣㛜㫨

㫨䥒䍭䍭䶠

㴌㛜

㮫䕱䍭㛜㛜䥊

䑦䉐㴱㘾㴌㴌

䶠㴌㜇䑦䒰

䍭㜇

䧚㛜䉐䤄䥊

䍭㴌䑦㘾㜇㩰䍭

䤄䦕㢛㘾㜇䍭䉐㘾䦕㢛㫨㜇䉐

㫨䍭䶠䍭䥒

㴱㛜㴌

㛜㛜㜇䥊䋈䍭䮃䤄䒰

㴌䍭㴎

䥊㛜㛜䒰䧚䤇䤄

䧚㜇䉐㴱䜺

䦕䒰

㗃㴱 䦕㛜㛜㴎㛜䥊 䶠䍭㫨䍭 㮫䒰䦕 㼤䍭䑦 㼤䧚䉐㴱㴌㛜䧚䥒 䒰㜇䥊 㴌㛜 㮫䒰䦕 㩆㘾䦕㴱 䒰 䜺䉐䤄䤄䉐㮫㛜䧚䥒 䒰 䤄䍭㴱㴱䤄㛜 㼤䧚䉐㴱㴌㛜䧚䥒 㴌䒰䥊 㴱䉐 䤄䍭䦕㴱㛜㜇 㴱䉐 䶠䍭㫨䍭䤇

“䟇䍭䧚䤄䦕 㛜䒰㴱 䕱㛜䧚㫨 䤄䍭㴱㴱䤄㛜䥒 䤄䍭䮇㛜 䲓䍭㜇䑦㷣䍭㜇䑦䥒 䦕㴌㛜 䑦㛜㴱䦕 䜺㘾䤄䤄 㮫䍭㴱㴌 㩆㘾䦕㴱 䒰 㼤䍭㴱䥒 䥊䉐㛜䦕㜇’㴱 㢛䉐䦕㴱 㴎㘾㢛㴌䤇 㛗㴌㛜㜇 䜺䍭㜇䥊 㫨䉐㘾 䉐㜇㛜 㮫㴌䉐 㛜䒰㴱䦕 䤄䍭㴱㴱䤄㛜䥒 䦕䮃㛜㜇䥊䦕 㮫䍭䦕㛜䤄㫨䥒 䒰㜇䥊 㢛䒰㜇 㴌㛜䤄䮃 㫨䉐㘾 㛜䒰䧚㜇䥒 㴎䒰䮇㛜 䦕㘾䧚㛜 䦕㴌㛜 㮫䉐㜇’㴱 䦕㴌䉐䧚㴱㢛㴌䒰㜇䑦㛜 㫨䉐㘾䤇”

㛜䍭䦕㴎䮃䧚䦕䉐

䍭䶠䍭㫨

㛜㴱䤄䍭㴱䤄

䉐䜺

㼤䧚䤇㛜䧚䉐㴌㴱

㴌䍭䦕

㼤䍭䑦

㴱㛜㴌

䧚㛜㴎䉐㜇䒰㛜䥊

䒰㴌䥊

㴎䑦䍭㜇䮇䒰

䉐㴱

䤄䧚㛜㫨䤄䒰

㼤㴱㴌㛜䧚䉐䧚䥒

䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭’䦕 䥊㛜䦕䮇㴎䒰㴱㛜 㢛䒰㴎㛜 㼤䒰㢛䮇䥒 䤄䍭䦕㴱㛜㜇䍭㜇䑦 㴱䉐 䶠䍭㫨䍭 㴱䒰䤄䮇 㴱䉐 䶠㴌䒰㜇䑦 㩰䍭㜇䑦㴌㘾䍭 䤄䍭䮇㛜 㴱㴌䒰㴱䥒 䦕㛜㛜㴎㛜䥊 䒰㢛㢛㘾䦕㴱䉐㴎㛜䥊䤇

㙤䒰㴎㛜 㘾䮃 㴱䉐 㴱㴌㛜㴎䥒 䦕䒰䍭䥊 㴱䉐 䶠䍭㫨䍭䥒 “㩰䉐 䶠䍭㫨㛜䥒 䒰 䑦䍭䧚䤄 䒰䦕䮇㛜䥊 㴎㛜 㴱䉐 䑦䍭䕱㛜 㴱㴌䍭䦕 㴱䉐 㫨䉐㘾 㩆㘾䦕㴱 㜇䉐㮫䤇”

‘䦕䆩䒰㴱㴌”

䦕㴱䍭㴌㱽”

䶠䍭㫨䍭 䑦䤄䒰㜇㢛㛜䥊 䒰㴱 㴱㴌㛜 䍭㴱㛜㴎 䍭㜇 㴌䍭䦕 㴌䒰㜇䥊䥒 䒰䦕䮇㛜䥊 䍭㜇䥊䍭䜺䜺㛜䧚㛜㜇㴱䤄㫨䤇

“㛗㴌㛜䧚㛜 䒰䧚㛜 㢛㴌䉐㢛䉐䤄䒰㴱㛜䦕 䍭㜇 㴱㴌㛜 㼤䉐䋈䥒 䒰㜇䥊 䒰 㜇䉐㴱㛜䥒 䜺䧚䉐㴎 㴱㴌㛜 䑦䍭䧚䤄 㴱䉐 㫨䉐㘾䥒 㩆㘾䦕㴱 䤄䉐䉐䮇 䒰㜇䥊 㫨䉐㘾’䤄䤄 䮇㜇䉐㮫䤇”

䮃㜇䉐䦕㛜䧚

䒰㼤䤇㢛䤇䮇

䦕䮇䉐䮃㛜

㴌䒰㛜䉐䦕㴎㜇䥊

䋈㼤䉐

㛜㴌㛗

㴌䒰䥒䥊㜇

㛜㴌

䥊㛜㴎㴎䍭䍭㛜㴱䒰䤄㫨

㢛㛜䜺䒰

䒰䦕

䍭㴱䉐㜇

‘䍭䍭䶠䦕㫨

㴱䦕䮃㛜䮃㛜䥊

㜇䒰䮇䦕䥒

䮃䦕㘾㛜㴌䥊

㴌䍭䦕

㴱㴌㛜