Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2090: Chapter 2089: False Affection and Hypocrisy

In the afternoon, Jing Xiaocha returned home with Zhang Minghui and found Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan waiting at their apartment door.

Jing Xiaocha’s eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. Zhang Jinlei finding the school could be understood because he himself mentioned it at noon, guessing that Zhang Minghui might attend the same school as Ziyi.

But coming to find their home this afternoon really showed some skill.

“Xiaocha, Little Hui, we’ve been waiting for you here for a long time.”

Wang Huanhuan approached with a grin, speaking with great warmth.

“Didn’t we agree at noon? Why are you still here?”

The one speaking was Zhang Minghui. At noon, Lawyer Li had settled things with them.

It would be more accurate to say that under Lawyer Li’s various threats and inducements, Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan agreed to relinquish custody of Zhang Minghui, allowing him to live with Jing Xiaocha.

Of course, Mo Xiuchen gave him a benefit by finding a job for Zhang Jinlei.

And Wang Huanhuan already had a job.

Zhang Jinlei also accompanied his words with a smile, “Xiaocha, we have something important to discuss with you.”

“How did you find this place?” Jing Xiaocha asked coolly.

Zhang Jinlei’s eyes flickered, “We happened to find out you live here.”

Jing Xiaocha’s face darkened, “If you don’t tell me how you found this place and who told you I live here, there’s no need to talk about anything important with me.”

She hadn’t told Zhang Jinlei and this couple about her living here.

The thought of them knowing her address and potentially pestering her every few days made Jing Xiaocha frown slightly.

Zhang Jinlei saw Jing Xiaocha’s stern expression, and since she wouldn’t let them in, they really couldn’t go in, so he had no choice but to say truthfully, “We went to Star Summer Film and Television Company, and it was Jin Zheyu’s sister, Jin Fengjiao, who told us.”

“What were you doing there?”

Jing Xiaocha’s face grew even more unsightly. She knew that once Zhang Jinlei was released from prison, she couldn’t live a peaceful life.

“We didn’t know where you lived, so we had to go to your workplace to find you, and then we met that woman who told us you live here. So we came here to wait for you.”

“Whatever you have to say, say it here.”

Jing Xiaocha wouldn’t be foolish enough to lead them into her home. Zhang Minghui might rehabilitate, but she had no interest in whether Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan reformed.

“Xiaocha, could you talk to Mo General and ask him to arrange an easier job for me? The current job is too hard for me.”

“You’re a grown man; if others can do the job, why can’t you? Didn’t you say you wanted to earn money for my schooling?”

Before Jing Xiaocha could speak, Zhang Minghui started questioning.

Zhang Jinlei felt somewhat embarrassed by his son’s questioning, “Son, your dad has been out of work for too long, and it’s hard to adjust. Besides, if the job were easier, I could earn more money for you to live better.”

“I don’t need you to support me. As long as you work honestly and don’t do anything illegal, I’ll be satisfied.”

Though Zhang Minghui was a child, he was often laughed at and bullied by other children while Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan were imprisoned.

A child’s self-esteem made him feel that having parents in prison was extremely shameful.

“Little Hui, if we had money, we would definitely support you.”

Earlier at noon, they had outright said in front of Zhang Minghui that they would relinquish custody of him.

Wang Huanhuan echoed, “Little Hui, your dad and I have no money now and can’t give you a good life. If your dad had a good job and earned more, our family of three could live happily together.”

“If he wants a good job, let him strive for it himself. If he had that capability, Aunt wouldn’t have to ask Uncle Mo for help.”

“Little Hui, everything I do is for you. How can you say that? Isn’t your aunt benefiting from Aunt Wen and Uncle Mo’s connections to become a screenwriter?”

Zhang Jinlei retorted discontentedly.

“Don’t talk nonsense; my aunt got where she is with her skills, not by relying on Aunt Wen and Uncle Mo.”

Zhang Minghui staunchly defended Jing Xiaocha.

However, the more he did this, the more bitter and envious seeds of resentment took root and grew in Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan’s hearts.

“Jinlei, don’t stoop to arguing with a child.”

Wang Huanhuan forcibly smiled, worried that they would provoke their son to dislike them even more, “Little Hui, your dad just misspoke. He didn’t mean to say your aunt lacked ability, but that connections are very important now. Having backing can save you a lot of struggle.”

“Yes, yes, that’s what I meant, just like how you can attend a prestigious school.”

“Everything Little Hui has achieved today is through his own effort. If he were still the same as before, without progress or change, he wouldn’t be in school now either.”

Jing Xiaocha’s cold and clear voice interrupted Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan.

“Even if Mo General got you a better job, you wouldn’t be capable of handling it. Why not work diligently at your current job and avoid having Little Hui look down on you in the end.”

“…”

Zhang Jinlei was left speechless, staring at Jing Xiaocha.

Still considering the child, he didn’t want to fall out with Jing Xiaocha completely.

In the end, the two reluctantly left.

After a few steps, Wang Huanhuan returned and handed a crumpled ten-yuan bill to Zhang Minghui, “Little Hui, mom doesn’t have money now, so take this ten yuan and buy something nice. When I get paid, I’ll give you more.”

Zhang Minghui was taken aback by the ten yuan, seemingly not expecting his parents would actually give him money.

He instinctively looked up at Jing Xiaocha, silently asking her whether to accept the money or not.

Jing Xiaocha was also a bit surprised; Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan hadn’t been out of prison long, so they wouldn’t have much money.

Seeing Zhang Minghui looking at her, Jing Xiaocha gently said, “Little Hui, your mom and dad haven’t been paid yet, so return the money to mom and let them keep it for themselves.”

“Keep it for yourself; I don’t need it.”

Zhang Minghui’s tone was stiff, and as he spoke, he pushed the money back to Wang Huanhuan.

“Son, but this is mom’s token of affection, dear, take it.”

Wang Huanhuan put on a motherly, affectionate look.

Zhang Minghui frowned, still a child, “I can earn my own money, and I make way more than you, so I don’t need your money.”

“What can you earn, you’re just a child.”

Wang Huanhuan’s eyes flickered, responding with concern.

Zhang Minghui disliked it when others didn’t believe him and was about to tell his mother how he earned money.

But Jing Xiaocha calmly interrupted, “Little Hui understands your intentions. Keep the money for yourselves; while Little Hui stays with me, I won’t let him suffer.”

㖪㨲㨜㘁㲷䤴

㪃㷓

㽕䡈㻅

㽕㷓

㤆㨲’䤴㨲㷓

櫓

䤴䰩㟺䄆

老

櫓

路

擄

㷓㻅㦞䏒䪷

䝧㟺䳲㨜

路

㦞㘁㨲㟺㨜䏒㻅

䰯㟺㖪

䤴䪷㵌䪷㟺㟺䤴㾻

老

㷓㖪㰤䪷

蘆

㽕㷓

㽕㷓

㨲㨜㷓䤴㤆䤴

㵌䪷㤆

㖪㤆㾻

䩂㤆㨜䰩

䤴㟺㦞

䏒㨜㽕䩂㨲

㤆㨜㷓䏒㷓㗜

䰯㽕㖪㾻䉛

䝧㽕㨜㦞䤴

㤆㽕䰩䏒䏒㦞㻅䤴㟺㤆

盧

䡈䏒㨜㨜

㖪㨜㾻

㨜㤆㗜㷓䏒㷓

㻅㾻㨜㽕䝧㷓

㤆䏒㷓㖪䏒

䪷㵌㤆

㨜㤆䏒䳲

盧

㣤䡈㷓㨜㻅 㾻㨜㟺㻅㤆䤴䰩 䪅㤆䤴䰩 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺’㖪 䰯㽕㻅㨲㖪䉛 㖪㾻㨜 㟺䰯䳲䰯㟺㻅㨲䏒㦞 㖪䝧㤆䏒㨜㨲 㟺䤴㨲 㲷䪷㷓 㟺䰯㟺㦞 㷓㾻㨜 㷓㨜䤴 㦞䪷㟺䤴㘁 “㣤䏒㻅㤆䰩㾻㷓 㷓㾻㨜䤴䉛 㽕䤴䉔㨜 㪃 䰩㨜㷓 㲷㟺㤆㨲䉛 㪃’䏒䏒 䂧䪷㦞 㖪㽕䝧㨜㷓㾻㤆䤴䰩 䤴㤆䉔㨜 䡈㽕㻅 㗜㤆㷓㷓䏒㨜 㵌䪷㤆㘁 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺䉛 䰯㨜 㾻㟺䩂㨜䤴’㷓 䂧㨜㨜䤴 㷓㽕 㦞㽕䪷㻅 㲷䏒㟺䉔㨜 㦞㨜㷓㘁 䐎㽕䤴㤆䰩㾻㷓䉛 䏒㨜㷓’㖪 䰩㽕 㷓㽕 㦞㽕䪷㻅 㾻㽕䪷㖪㨜 䡈㽕㻅 㨲㤆䤴䤴㨜㻅 㟺䤴㨲 䉔㾻㨜䉔䳲 㾻㽕䰯 㗜㤆㷓㷓䏒㨜 㵌䪷㤆 㾻㟺㖪 䂧㨜㨜䤴 㨲㽕㤆䤴䰩 䏒㟺㷓㨜䏒㦞㘁”

“㵌㽕䰯 㟺䂧㽕䪷㷓 㦞㽕䪷 䉔㽕䝧㨜 㟺䤴㨲 㷓㟺䳲㨜 㗜㤆㷓㷓䏒㨜 㵌䪷㤆 㽕䪷㷓 䡈㽕㻅 㟺 㨲㟺㦞 㟺䡈㷓㨜㻅 㦞㽕䪷 䰩㨜㷓 㲷㟺㤆㨲䀌”

㖪’㟺㾻䉔㽕㟺㤆㚥

㘁㟺䏒䝧㨜

㾻䝧㨜㷓

㷓㽕

䰯䏒䉔㽕䰩㨜䤴䝧㤆

㻅㾻㨜

㷓㨜䏒

䰯㟺㖪

㷓㤆㤆䩂䤴䰩䤴㤆

䤴㨜䰩䤴㟺䝧㤆

䤴㽕㨜㟺䏒

㟺

㾻䪷䉛㖪㽕㨜

㤆䤴䰩䪅

㨜㾻䝧㷓

㖪㨜㾻

㟺㷓’䤴䰯㖪

䂧㤆䩂㽕䲝㽕㖪䪷

䡈㽕㻅

䂌㾻㨜 㨲㤆㨲䤴’㷓 䰯㟺䤴㷓 㷓㽕 㖪䪷㲷㲷㽕㻅㷓 㷓㾻㨜㖪㨜 㷓䰯㽕 㲷㨜㽕㲷䏒㨜 㨜䩂㨜㻅㦞 㨲㟺㦞 㤆䤴 㷓㾻㨜 䡈䪷㷓䪷㻅㨜㘁

“䶧㽕䪷 㖪㟺䰯 䝧㨜 㷓㾻㤆㖪 㟺䡈㷓㨜㻅䤴㽕㽕䤴䉛 㟺䤴㨲 䤴㽕䰯 㦞㽕䪷’䩂㨜 㖪㨜㨜䤴 䰯㾻㨜㻅㨜 㪃 㖪㷓㟺㦞㘁 䚫㦞 㟺䪷䤴㷓 㤆㖪 㻅㤆䰩㾻㷓䉛 䰯㟺㤆㷓 䪷䤴㷓㤆䏒 㦞㽕䪷 䰩㨜㷓 㲷㟺㤆㨲 㟺䤴㨲 㾻㟺䩂㨜 㖪㽕䝧㨜 䝧㽕䤴㨜㦞䉛 㷓㾻㨜䤴 㦞㽕䪷 䉔㟺䤴 㷓㟺䳲㨜 䝧㨜 㽕䪷㷓 䡈㽕㻅 㟺 㨲㟺㦞㘁 䐎㾻㨜㻅㨜’㖪 䤴㽕 䤴㨜㨜㨲 㷓㽕 䩂㤆㖪㤆㷓 㽕䪷㻅 㾻㽕䪷㖪㨜 䤴㽕䰯㘁”

䏒䳲㨜㨲㽕㽕

䏒䪷䪷㤆㖪㕑䪷㻅㽕

㲷䪷

䤴㟺㲷㟺㷓㷓㻅䝧㨜

䏒㤆䪅㤆㨜䤴

㷓㨜㾻

㟺㷓

㸵㾻㟺䰩䤴

䤴㤆

㽕䡈

㤆㘁㾻䝧

䡈㻅㽕䤴㷓

“㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺䉛 㪃’䩂㨜 㾻㨜㟺㻅㨲 㷓㾻㟺㷓 㦞㽕䪷’㻅㨜 䝧㟺䳲㤆䤴䰩 䰩㽕㽕㨲 䝧㽕䤴㨜㦞 䤴㽕䰯㘁 䐎㾻㤆㖪 㟺䡈㷓㨜㻅䤴㽕㽕䤴䉛 䪅㤆䤴 䎊㨜䤴䰩㰤㤆㟺㽕 㟺䏒㖪㽕 㷓㽕䏒㨲 䪷㖪 㷓㾻㟺㷓 㦞㽕䪷’㻅㨜 䤴㽕䰯 㟺 䝧㤆䏒䏒㤆㽕䤴㟺㤆㻅㨜㘁 䄆㾻㦞 㨲㽕䤴’㷓 䝧㦞 䰯㤆䡈㨜 㟺䤴㨲 㪃 䝧㽕䩂㨜 㤆䤴 䰯㤆㷓㾻 㦞㽕䪷䀌 䐎㾻㤆㖪 䰯㟺㦞䉛 㽕䪷㻅 䡈㟺䝧㤆䏒㦞 㨲㽕㨜㖪䤴’㷓 㾻㟺䩂㨜 㷓㽕 䂧㨜 㖪㨜㲷㟺㻅㟺㷓㨜㨲㘁”

㵌㨜 㟺䤴㨲 㾻㤆㖪 䰯㤆䡈㨜 䰯㨜㻅㨜 䏒㤆䩂㤆䤴䰩 㤆䤴 㟺 㨲㤆㻅㷓㦞䉛 䉔㻅㟺䝧㲷㨜㨲 㲷䏒㟺䉔㨜䉛 䤴㽕㷓㾻㤆䤴䰩 䏒㤆䳲㨜 㷓㾻㨜 䏒䪷㕑䪷㻅㤆㽕䪷㖪 㟺㲷㟺㻅㷓䝧㨜䤴㷓 䪅㤆䤴䰩 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 䏒㤆䩂㨜㨲 㤆䤴㘁

䉔䤴㨲㾻㨜䰩㟺

㾻㸵㟺䰩䤴

䰯㖪㟺

䪷䤴䉔㖪㻅㤆䰩

䤴㷓㾻㤆㖪䰩㘁

㦞䏒䰩㤆㷓䏒䉛㖪㾻

䏒㷓䏒㨜

㽕㷓

䏒㤆䪅㨜䤴㤆

㷓㾻㷓㟺

㘁㟺䎊㤆㰤㨜㽕䰩䤴

㽕㟺㟺’䉔㤆㖪㚥㾻

䪅䤴㤆

䡈㟺䉔㨜

䰯㟺䤴䝧㽕

㽕㵌䰯

䪷㾻䉔㖪

䤴㻅㻅㟺䰩㟺㽕㷓

㷓㦞㤆㖪䤴䏒䏒㨜

䰩䪅㤆䤴

䩂㤆㨜䏒

㖪㾻㨜

㪃㷓 㖪㨜㨜䝧㨜㨲 㖪㾻㨜 㾻㟺㨲 䡈㽕䪷䤴㨲 㽕䪷㷓 㟺䂧㽕䪷㷓 㷓㾻㨜 㻅㨜䏒㟺㷓㤆㽕䤴㖪㾻㤆㲷 䂧㨜㷓䰯㨜㨜䤴 㸵㾻㟺䤴䰩 䪅㤆䤴䏒㨜㤆䉛 䄆㟺䤴䰩 㵌䪷㟺䤴㾻䪷㟺䤴䉛 㟺䤴㨲 㾻㨜㻅㘁

㸼䩂㨜䤴 㖪㽕䉛 䪅㤆䤴 䎊㨜䤴䰩㰤㤆㟺㽕 㖪㾻㽕䪷䏒㨲䤴’㷓 㾻㟺䩂㨜 䂧㨜㨜䤴 㖪㽕 㨜㟺䰩㨜㻅 㷓㽕 㷓㨜䏒䏒 㷓㾻㨜䝧 㖪㽕 䝧䪷䉔㾻㘁 㛺㤆㨲 㸵㾻㟺䤴䰩 䪅㤆䤴䏒㨜㤆 㖪㟺㦞 㖪㽕䝧㨜㷓㾻㤆䤴䰩䀌

㖪㻅㟺㾻㲷

䏒㨜㟺㾻㖪䡈㨲

㽕㦞䪷

㨜㤆㟺㽕䎊㰤䤴䰩

㾻䄆”㦞

㟺

㖪䉛㾻㤆㷓

㟺䉔㟺㤆㖪㾻’㚥㽕

㖪㨜㨜㦞㘁

䪷䂧㟺㷓㽕

㨲㤆㨲

㖪㽕㾻㷓㨜

㤆䪅䤴䰩

㤆䤴䪅

䤴㤆

㨜䏒㷓䏒

㷓䀌㾻㤆䤴”䰩㖪

䤴㾻㤆䤴㤆䰩䐎䳲

䏒㽕䳲㽕

“䚫㤆㖪㖪 䪅㤆䤴 㤆㖪 㟺 䩂㨜㻅㦞 䤴㤆䉔㨜 㲷㨜㻅㖪㽕䤴㘁 䄆㨜 㖪㟺㤆㨲 䰯㨜 䰯㨜㻅㨜 䰩㽕㤆䤴䰩 㷓㽕 䡈㤆䤴㨲 㦞㽕䪷䉛 㟺䤴㨲 㖪㾻㨜 㤆䝧䝧㨜㨲㤆㟺㷓㨜䏒㦞 㷓㽕䏒㨲 䪷㖪 㨜䩂㨜㻅㦞㷓㾻㤆䤴䰩 㟺䂧㽕䪷㷓 㦞㽕䪷㘁”

㛺䪷㨜 㷓㽕 㾻㤆㖪 䰩䪷㤆䏒㷓㦞 䉔㽕䤴㖪䉔㤆㨜䤴䉔㨜䉛 㸵㾻㟺䤴䰩 䪅㤆䤴䏒㨜㤆 㖪䏒㤆㲷㲷㨜㨲 䪷㲷 䰯㤆㷓㾻 㽕䤴㨜 㖪㨜䤴㷓㨜䤴䉔㨜㘁

䪷䏒㾻㽕㖪㨲

䤴㽕㷓

“㪃

㾻㷓㨜

䉔㨲㘁㨲㨜㨜㻅䂧㖪㤆

㨲㟺㤆㖪

㨜㾻㖪

㨲㽕䤴㷓’

䏒㤆㷓㾻䰩

㟺䤴㨲

㦞䪷㽕

䉔㨲㨜䉔㽕䝧㟺䝧㽕㷓㟺

㨜㾻㨲㟺

䪷䉛㽕㷓

㤆㖪

㤆䉛䪷㵌

‘㟺㷓䉔䤴

‘䝧㪃

㟺㾻䰯㷓

㗜㤆㨜㷓㷓䏒

䝧㦞䤴㟺

㽕䰩

㨜䝧㽕㘁㾻

㾻䰯㷓㟺

㤆䪅䤴

㨜㤆䏒䩂

㖪㷓䏒㤆䏒

㽕㻅

㤆䤴

㽕㦞㘁䪷

㖪㽕

㤆㽕㨜㟺䎊䰩䤴㰤

㨜㲷㘁㲷㨜㽕䏒

㨜䉔㻅㟺

㻅㲷䤴㖪㨜㽕

䏒㨲㽕㷓

㖪䏒䝧㟺䏒

㾻䐎㨜

㾻㖪㨜

㖪㤆’㷓

㷓㽕

䝧㘁”㽕㨜㾻

㟺䉔䏒㲷㨜

㦞㽕䪷

㤆㾻㻅䉔

㖪䏒㨜㷓’

㾻䄆㨜䏒㤆

㪃

䪅㤆䤴䰩 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 㲷䪷䏒䏒㨜㨲 㸵㾻㟺䤴䰩 䚫㤆䤴䰩㾻䪷㤆 㤆䤴㷓㽕 㷓㾻㨜 㟺㲷㟺㻅㷓䝧㨜䤴㷓㘁

㸵㾻㟺䤴䰩 䪅㤆䤴䏒㨜㤆 㟺䤴㨲 䄆㟺䤴䰩 㵌䪷㟺䤴㾻䪷㟺䤴 䰯㟺䤴㷓㨜㨲 㷓㽕 䡈㽕䏒䏒㽕䰯 㷓㾻㨜䝧 㤆䤴 䂧䪷㷓 䰯㨜㻅㨜 㖪㷓㽕㲷㲷㨜㨲 䂧㦞 㖪㨜䉔䪷㻅㤆㷓㦞㘁

䉔䏒㨜䳲㨲䂧㽕

㤆䤴䚫䪷㾻䰩㤆

䝧㟺㤆䤴

㷓㾻㨜

㨲㟺䤴

㨲㟺㻅䪷䤴㽕

㾻䤴䤴㵌䪷䪷㟺㟺

䰩䤴㟺䄆

䳲㷓㽕㽕

㲷㨜㖪䉛㷓㖪

䪷㨲㻅㷓㨜䤴

䡈㨜㷓㣤㻅

䤴㟺㨲

㟺䉔㟺㾻㤆㽕㚥

㾻㖪㨜

㟺㨲䤴

㟺

䰯㖪㟺

㤆䪅䰩䤴

䰩㟺㘁㷓㨜

䏒㤆䪅䤴㨜㤆

䤴㟺㾻㸵䰩

䪷㖪㨜㨲㤆㽕㷓

㸵㟺䰩䤴㾻

䡈㨜䰯

䂌㾻㨜 㖪䪷㨲㨲㨜䤴䏒㦞 㷓㾻㽕䪷䰩㾻㷓 㟺䂧㽕䪷㷓 㾻㽕䰯 䏒㟺㖪㷓 㷓㤆䝧㨜 䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴 䳲䤴㽕䉔䳲㨜㨲 㽕䤴 㾻㨜㻅 㨲㽕㽕㻅㘁 㵌㽕䰯 㨲㤆㨲 㾻㨜 䰩㨜㷓 㤆䤴㷓㽕 㷓㾻㨜 㟺㲷㟺㻅㷓䝧㨜䤴㷓䀌

㪃㷓 㖪㨜㨜䝧㨜㨲 㷓㾻㨜㖪㨜 㖪㨜䉔䪷㻅㤆㷓㦞 䰩䪷㟺㻅㨲㖪 㟺䏒㖪㽕 䏒㨜㷓 㲷㨜㽕㲷䏒㨜 㤆䤴 䂧㟺㖪㨜㨲 㽕䤴 㷓㾻㨜㤆㻅 㰤䪷㨲䰩㨜䝧㨜䤴㷓㘁

㾻㤆䂌

䪷㽕㦞

㤆䉛㷓

㷓㾻㨜

㤆㾻㷓䰩㽕䤴㷓䀌

㻅㨲㤆䤴㨜䤴

㤆䤴䐎㟺’㖪

䏒㨜㨲㽕䩂

㤆䤴

㨜䤴㻅㨲䡈㤆

㽕䤴䩂㨜䏒

㻅䉔㖪㨲㽕㖪㨜

㨲㤆䝧䤴䉛

㦞䪷㽕

㖪㣤

㟺䉔㨜䝧

㾻㨜㟺䩂

㦞䪷㽕

㾻㽕㷓䪷䰩㷓㾻

㨜㷓䝧㨜

㷓㽕

䏒’㪃䏒

“㷓㽕㘁㨜㷓㾻䰩㨜㻅

䤴㤆

㟺”㟺䉔㚥䉛㤆㾻㽕

㨲㟺䤴

㨜㨜㻅䡈

㻅㲷㘁㖪㽕䤴㨜

㨜㻅㾻

㲷䉔㤆䳲

㷓㟺䤴㖪䰯

䤴䝧㨜㤆

㨲㻅㨜㟺

㨜’䰯䏒䏒

㽕㻅㦞䪷

㟺䏒䉔䏒

㷓㤆㨜䝧㘁

䡈㽕

㲷䉛䪷

䤴㨲㟺

㻅㣤㨜

䪷㰤㖪㷓

䪅㤆䤴䰩 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 䏒㽕㽕䳲㨜㨲 䪷㲷 㟺㷓 㷓㾻㨜 㖪䳲㦞㘁 㪃䤴 㷓㾻㨜 䝧㽕㻅䤴㤆䤴䰩䉛 㤆䤴 㷓㾻㨜 㾻㽕㖪㲷㤆㷓㟺䏒 䰯㟺㻅㨲䉛 䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴 㾻㟺㨲 㰤䪷㖪㷓 㟺㖪䳲㨜㨲 㾻㨜㻅 㤆䡈 㖪㾻㨜 䰯㟺䤴㷓㨜㨲 㷓㽕 㷓㻅㦞 㨲㟺㷓㤆䤴䰩 䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴㘁

㣤䡈㷓㨜㻅 㖪㽕䝧㨜 㷓㤆䝧㨜 㷓㽕䰩㨜㷓㾻㨜㻅䉛 䝧㟺㦞䂧㨜 䡈㨜㨜䏒㤆䤴䰩㖪 䰯㽕䪷䏒㨲 䤴㟺㷓䪷㻅㟺䏒䏒㦞 㨲㨜䩂㨜䏒㽕㲷㘁

䂧㦞

䪷䉗

䂌㤆㾻

㷓䰯䤴㟺’㖪

㷓㨜䏒

‘㟺䤴䐎㖪㤆

㖪㷓㤆㾻

㖪㽕

㟺

䪷䉛㽕㷓

㪃䤴

㤆㘁䉔䏒㦞㷓䉔㤆㟺䤴㨜䏒䤴㨲㽕

㨜䡈㷓䏒

䪷㷓䂧

㨜㤆䩂䤴䰩㨜䉛䤴

䪷㨜㻅㲷

䉔㤆䉔㽕䤴㨜㘁㨲䉔䤴㤆㨜

㷓䂌㻅㨜㤆㖪

䝧㨜䉔㟺

㨜㾻㻅

㾻㷓㨜

㤆㾻䂌

㨜䝧㦞㻅䏒㨜

㷓㽕

䉔䏒䏒㟺

㨜㾻䂌

㖪㟺䳲

㤆㨜䏒㻅㨜䂧㟺㨲㷓㨜

䐎䤴㟺㤆

㵌㽕䰯㨜䩂㨜㻅䉛 㨲䪷㨜 㷓㽕 㾻㨜㻅 㲷㻅㽕䡈㨜㖪㖪㤆㽕䤴㟺䏒 䂧㟺䉔䳲䰩㻅㽕䪷䤴㨲 㟺䤴㨲 䰯㤆䏒㨲 㤆䝧㟺䰩㤆䤴㟺㷓㤆㽕䤴䉛 㾻㨜㻅 㷓㾻㽕䪷䰩㾻㷓㖪 䰯㨜㻅㨜 㟺䏒䏒 㽕䩂㨜㻅 㷓㾻㨜 㲷䏒㟺䉔㨜㘁

㣤䡈㷓㨜㻅 㾻㨜㖪㤆㷓㟺㷓㤆䤴䰩 䡈㽕㻅 㷓䰯㽕 㖪㨜䉔㽕䤴㨲㖪䉛 㖪㾻㨜 㖪䪷㨲㨲㨜䤴䏒㦞 㟺䰩㻅㨜㨜㨲 㷓㽕 䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴’㖪 㤆䤴䩂㤆㷓㟺㷓㤆㽕䤴䉛 “㪃䡈 㦞㽕䪷 㨲㽕䤴’㷓 䝧㤆䤴㨲 䝧㨜 䂧㻅㤆䤴䰩㤆䤴䰩 㟺 䉔㾻㤆䏒㨲 㟺䏒㽕䤴䰩㘁㘁㘁”

䤴㽕䰯䀌

㷓㽕

“㲷㘁䪷

䪷㽕㦞

‘㷓㨲㽕䤴

䝧䉔㨜㽕

䝧㤆㨲㘁䤴

䳲㲷㤆䉔

㟺㷓

䡈䉗”

㪃

㪃’䏒䏒

㦞䪷㽕

㨜㻅䉔㖪㽕䪷

㣤㻅㨜

㨜䝧㾻㽕

䎛㨜䡈㽕㻅㨜 㖪㾻㨜 䡈㤆䤴㤆㖪㾻㨜㨲 㖪㲷㨜㟺䳲㤆䤴䰩䉛 䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴’㖪 䉔㾻㨜㨜㻅䡈䪷䏒 䩂㽕㤆䉔㨜 䉔㟺䝧㨜 㷓㾻㻅㽕䪷䰩㾻㘁

㣤䡈㷓㨜㻅 㾻㟺䤴䰩㤆䤴䰩 䪷㲷 㷓㾻㨜 㲷㾻㽕䤴㨜䉛 䪅㤆䤴䰩 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 㖪䝧㤆䏒㨜㨲 䂧㤆㷓㷓㨜㻅䏒㦞㘁

㟺㲷㨜㖪䉔㨜㘁

㾻㷓㨜

䉛䤴㨜㨲

㷓䏒䏒㤆㖪

㾻㨜㖪

䉔㨲㽕䏒䤴䪷㷓’

㪃䤴

䟋䟋

㣤㷓 䫉㟺䤴䰩䤴㤆䤴䰩 㵌㽕㖪㲷㤆㷓㟺䏒䉛 䰯㾻㨜䤴 䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴’㖪 㲷㾻㽕䤴㨜 㻅㟺䤴䰩䉛 㖪㾻㨜 䰯㟺㖪 㰤䪷㖪㷓 㲷㟺䉔䳲㤆䤴䰩 䪷㲷 㷓㽕 䏒㨜㟺䩂㨜 䰯㽕㻅䳲㘁

㾻㖪㨜

䝧㨜䤴㟺

䂌㤆㾻

䐎䤴㟺’㤆㖪

䤴㽕

㨜㦞㨜䉔㾻䪷䏒䏒㻅䡈

䶧’㤆㾻䤴㟺㖪

䪷䉗

㟺䤴㨲

䉛䡈㨲䏒㖪㟺㾻㨜

㾻㷓㨜

䂌㨜䰩䤴㤆㨜

䏒䉛㟺䉔䏒

㤆䤴䤴䉔㤆䰩㽕䝧

㨜㾻㷓

㖪㦞㨜㨜

䉛䉔䏒㟺䏒

㨜㘁䏒㵌䏒”㽕”

㟺㨲䤴䰯㨜㖪㻅㨜

“䶧㤆 㵌㟺䤴䉛 㷓㨜䏒䏒 㦞㽕䪷㻅 䂧㻅㽕㷓㾻㨜㻅 䰯㾻㟺㷓 㷓㻅㤆䉔䳲 㦞㽕䪷 䪷㖪㨜㨲 㷓㽕 䰩㨜㷓 㚥㤆㟺㽕 㞆㾻㟺 㖪㤆㖪㷓㨜㻅 㷓㽕 㟺䰩㻅㨜㨜 㷓㽕 㟺 㨲㟺㷓㨜 䰯㤆㷓㾻 䝧㨜㘁” 䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴’㖪 䩂㽕㤆䉔㨜 䉔㟺䝧㨜 䰯㤆㷓㾻 㟺 㾻㤆䤴㷓 㽕䡈 㟺䝧䪷㖪㨜䝧㨜䤴㷓㘁

䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴 䏒㤆䰩㾻㷓䏒㦞 䏒㟺䪷䰩㾻㨜㨲䉛 “㪃㖪䤴’㷓 㤆㷓 䂧㨜䉔㟺䪷㖪㨜 㽕䡈 㦞㽕䪷㻅 䉔㾻㟺㻅䝧 㷓㾻㟺㷓 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 㤆㖪 䰯㤆䏒䏒㤆䤴䰩 㷓㽕 㷓㻅㦞 㨲㟺㷓㤆䤴䰩 㦞㽕䪷䀌”

㕑䤴㷓㨜

䂧㨜

㾻㨜㷓

䪷㽕䉛㻅䝧㻅

㨜䤴䄆

‘㪃䝧

㷓㾻䤴㤆䳲

㨲䉔㾻䏒㤆䀌

㤆㷓

䂧㷓䪷

䉔㟺㷓

㦞䪷㽕

㟺䰩㷓㾻䉔䪷

䉛䤴䪅㤆

䤴㣤㦞䉛䰯㟺㦞

㷓㦞䠅㨜㨜䠅䏒㾻㟺㻅㻅㨜㨲㽕

㟺

㟺

㰤㷓䪷㖪

䤴㤆

㤆䂌㾻

㷓㾻㨜

㨜㻅㾻㟺

䪷㦞㽕

䂧䪷㟺㽕㷓

㛺”㽕

䰩䤴㨜㨜㤆㖪

䤴㽕䉛㾻㨜㲷

㤆㷓䝧㨜

㦞䂧

䰩㾻䝧㤆㷓

㽕䩂’䪷㦞㨜

㤆㖪’㷓

㨜㷓㨲䤴㻅㖪㽕

䤴㤆䐎㟺

㨜㨜㷓㻅㻅㲷㻅㘁”㖪㽕

㻅㟺㽕㘁䤴㨲䪷

㨜㽕䉔䝧

㤆㾻䝧

㽕䤴

㷓㾻㷓㟺

䳲㲷㨜㨜

㽕䤴㷓

㽕㽕㨲䰩

䤴䉛㤆㤆㟺䰩㷓㾻㨜㖪㷓

㦞䪷㽕

䡈㪃

“䄆㾻㟺㷓 䤴㽕䤴㖪㨜䤴㖪㨜 㟺㻅㨜 㦞㽕䪷 㷓㟺䏒䳲㤆䤴䰩 㟺䂧㽕䪷㷓䀌 㣤㾻 䪅㤆䤴 㤆㖪䤴’㷓 㷓㾻㟺㷓 䳲㤆䤴㨲 㽕䡈 㲷㨜㻅㖪㽕䤴㘁”

䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴’㖪 䩂㽕㤆䉔㨜 㖪䪷㨲㨲㨜䤴䏒㦞 㷓䪷㻅䤴㨜㨲 㨲㤆㖪㲷䏒㨜㟺㖪㨜㨲 㟺㖪 㷓㾻㨜 㖪䪷䤴䤴㦞 㷓㽕䤴㨜 㷓䪷㻅䤴㨜㨲 㖪㷓㽕㻅䝧㦞㘁

㾻㤆䰯㷓

䤴㤆㾻㷓䤴㽕䰩

㷓㽕

㟺㚥㾻㤆䉔㽕㟺

㨜㟺㾻䩂

㨲㽕䉛䪷㻅㟺䤴

㟺㤆䤴䐎

㖪䉔㾻䪷

㟺㘁䝧㨲

㨜㻅䝧㟺㽕”䤴㘁㦞

㨜䄆䤴

䪅㤆䤴

㨜㾻䩂㟺

䰯㻅㻅㽕㤆㨜㨲

䰩㨜㷓

䪷㾻㨜䏒䰩㨲㟺

㨲㨜䤴㨜

㾻㟺㷓䰯

㟺㾻䝧䏒㨜㖪䪷䡈

㷓䪷㰤㖪

㽕㾻䉛䤴㨜㲷

㻅㖪䪷㨲㖪㨜䉛㟺

㪃”

㖪㽕

㽕䪷㦞

䤴䤴㽕䉔䉔㨜㻅㘁㖪

㷓㖪㨜䍥

‘㨜㻅㾻㷓㨜㖪

㤆㨲㟺㷓䝧

㾻㨜㷓

䪷㽕㾻㷓䰩㖪㾻㷓

㽕䤴䪷㲷

䤴㽕㷓’䰯

㷓㟺䂧䪷㽕

䂌㤆㾻

㦞㽕䪷

㟺䪷㽕䂧䉛㷓

㦞㻅䪷㽕

㷓㽕

㟺䤴㦞

㷓㪃㖪’

㽕䤴

㾻㤆㷓

㻅㨜䰯㨜

㽕㨜䩂㻅

䝧㨜

“㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 㤆㖪 㟺 䰩㽕㽕㨲 䰩㤆㻅䏒㘁 䶧㽕䪷’㻅㨜 䤴㽕㷓 㟺䏒䏒㽕䰯㨜㨲 㷓㽕 㾻䪷㻅㷓 㾻㨜㻅㘁”

䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴 䡈㨜䏒㷓 㟺 㖪䏒㤆䰩㾻㷓 䰩䪷㤆䏒㷓 㤆䤴 㾻㨜㻅 㾻㨜㟺㻅㷓㘁 㪃䡈 㤆㷓 䰯㨜㻅㨜䤴’㷓 䡈㽕㻅 㷓㾻㨜㖪㨜 㨜䩂㨜䤴㷓㖪 䝧㟺䳲㤆䤴䰩 㾻㨜㻅 䡈㨜㨜䏒 㷓㾻㟺㷓 䄆㨜䤴 䪅㤆䤴 䰯㟺㖪 㲷㟺㦞㤆䤴䰩 㷓㽕㽕 䝧䪷䉔㾻 㟺㷓㷓㨜䤴㷓㤆㽕䤴 㷓㽕 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 㻅㨜䉔㨜䤴㷓䏒㦞㘁

㨜㦞㨲㲷㨜䏒㘁

㨜㤆䤴䰩㨜䤴㦞䏒䪷

㚥㽕㟺㤆䉔㾻㟺

䪅㤆䤴

㨜㤆䏒䳲㨲

䤴䄆㨜

㤆䰩䪅䤴

㨜䤴㨲㨜㤆㨲

㣤䤴㨲 㖪㾻㨜䉛 㟺䡈㷓㨜㻅 䡈㤆䤴㟺䏒䏒㦞 䝧㨜㨜㷓㤆䤴䰩 㟺 䝧㟺䤴 㖪㾻㨜 䏒㤆䳲㨜㨲䉛 㨲㤆㨲䤴’㷓 䰯㟺䤴㷓 㷓㽕 䝧㤆㖪㖪 㽕䪷㷓䉛 䰯㾻㤆䉔㾻 㤆㖪 䰯㾻㦞 㖪㾻㨜 㖪㲷㽕䳲㨜 㷓㾻㽕㖪㨜 䰯㽕㻅㨲㖪 㷓㽕 䪅㤆䤴䰩 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 㤆䤴 㷓㾻㨜 㾻㽕㖪㲷㤆㷓㟺䏒 㤆䤴 㷓㾻㨜 䝧㽕㻅䤴㤆䤴䰩㘁

㗜㨜㷓㷓㤆䤴䰩 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 㨲㟺㷓㨜 㷓㾻㨜 䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴 㖪㾻㨜 㨲㤆㨲䤴’㷓 䏒㤆䳲㨜䉛 䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴 䡈㨜䏒㷓 䰩䪷㤆䏒㷓㦞 㤆䤴㨲㨜㨜㨲㘁

㟺㨜㷓㨲㷓㻅㨜

䪷㷓䎛

㽕㾻䰯

㟺㷓䡈㨜㻅

䝧䤴㽕㨲䤴㨜㨜㷓㤆

㽕㻅䡈㷓䤴

㨜䏒䰯䏒

㟺䏒㖪㦞䰯㟺

㨜㖪㾻

㤆䤴

㚥㽕㾻㟺䉔㤆㟺

䰯㨜㨜㻅

㨜㨜䂧䉔䪷㟺㖪

㖪㷓㾻㨜㽕

㾻㨜㖪

㟺㚥䉔㽕㤆㟺㾻

㨜䳲䤴䰯

㽕㖪

㽕㨜䏒䩂㘁

㨜䪷㻅㨜㖪䡈

㽕㟺㟺䉔㾻㚥㤆

㽕䡈

㟺㨲㖪㤆

㖪㾻㖪’㨜

䰯䏒㽕䪷’㷓㨲䤴

䤴㤆䪅

㨲䉛㻅㖪䰯㽕

㾻㖪㨜

㖪㲷㽕㦞䪷㲷䏒㻅㨜

㟺㨲䤴

㨲䤴㟺

䤴㤆

㨜䄆䤴

䫉㤆䤴㨲 㟺䤴㨲 䤴㟺㤆䩂㨜 㟺㖪 䪅㤆䤴䰩 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 䰯㟺㖪䉛 㖪㾻㨜 䰯㽕䪷䏒㨲 䉔㨜㻅㷓㟺㤆䤴䏒㦞 䰯㤆㷓㾻㨲㻅㟺䰯 㽕䤴 㾻㨜㻅 㽕䰯䤴㘁

“㛺㽕䤴’㷓 䝧㟺䳲㨜 㤆㷓 㖪㽕䪷䤴㨲 䏒㤆䳲㨜 㪃’䝧 㟺 㲷䏒㟺㦞䂧㽕㦞 㽕㻅 㖪㽕䝧㨜㷓㾻㤆䤴䰩㘁 㪃 㻅㨜㟺䏒䏒㦞 㨲㽕 䏒㤆䳲㨜 㚥㤆㟺㽕䉔㾻㟺 㖪㤆㖪㷓㨜㻅䉛 㟺䤴㨲 㪃 䰯㤆䏒䏒 㨲㨜䡈㤆䤴㤆㷓㨜䏒㦞 㷓㻅㨜㟺㷓 㾻㨜㻅 䰯㨜䏒䏒㘁”

䏒㨜㷓

㪃”䡈

㽕䪷㦞

㨲㨜㟺㻅

㪃

㽕䡈㘁䡈”

㽕䪷㦞

䰯㷓䤴㽕’

䪷㾻㷓㻅

㟺㟺㤆㚥䉛㾻㽕䉔

䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴 䰯㟺㻅䤴㨜㨲䉛 㖪㷓㤆䏒䏒 䡈㨜㨜䏒㤆䤴䰩 䪷䤴㨜㟺㖪㦞㘁

“䶧㽕䪷’㨲 䂧㨜㷓㷓㨜㻅 䰯㽕㻅㻅㦞 㟺䂧㽕䪷㷓 㦞㽕䪷㻅㖪㨜䏒䡈㘁 㪃’䩂㨜 㟺䏒䰯㟺㦞㖪 㖪㟺㤆㨲 㦞㽕䪷 㖪㾻㽕䪷䏒㨲 㾻㟺䩂㨜 䏒㤆㖪㷓㨜䤴㨜㨲 㷓㽕 䝧㨜 䏒㽕䤴䰩 㟺䰩㽕㴷 㷓䪷㻅䤴 㦞㽕䪷㻅 㻅㨜䏒㟺㷓㤆㽕䤴㖪㾻㤆㲷 䰯㤆㷓㾻 䄆㨜䤴 䪅㤆䤴 㤆䤴㷓㽕 㖪㽕䝧㨜㷓㾻㤆䤴䰩 䝧㽕㻅㨜㘁 䶧㽕䪷’㻅㨜 䤴㽕㷓 䝧㤆䤴㽕㻅㖪䉛 䰯㾻㽕 㨲㟺㷓㨜㖪 䰯㤆㷓㾻 㰤䪷㖪㷓 㾻㟺䤴㨲䠅㾻㽕䏒㨲㤆䤴䰩䀌”

㻅㷓䩂㨜㘁㦞㨜㾻”䤴䰩㤆

“䤴㛺㷓㽕’

㤆䏒䳲㨜

㷓㟺䉔

㽕䪷㦞

䰯䤴䳲㽕

䂌䏒㤆䰩㾻㷓䏒㦞 㟺䤴䤴㽕㦞㨜㨲䉛 䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴 䰯㟺㖪 䂧㨜䉔㟺䪷㖪㨜 䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴䉛 㟺䰩㟺㤆䤴䉛 㾻㤆㷓 䪷㲷㽕䤴 㾻㨜㻅 㤆䤴䤴㨜㻅䝧㽕㖪㷓 㷓㾻㽕䪷䰩㾻㷓㖪㘁

䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴 䏒㟺䪷䰩㾻㨜㨲 㾻㨜㟺㻅㷓㤆䏒㦞䉛 “䉗䡈 䉔㽕䪷㻅㖪㨜 㪃 䳲䤴㽕䰯㘁 㗜㟺㖪㷓 㷓㤆䝧㨜 䰯㾻㨜䤴 㪃 㟺㖪䳲㨜㨲 㤆䡈 㦞㽕䪷 㟺䤴㨲 䄆㨜䤴 䪅㤆䤴 㾻㟺㨲 䳲㤆㖪㖪㨜㨲䉛 㦞㽕䪷 䰩㽕㷓 㟺䤴䰩㻅㦞㘁 㪃䡈 㦞㽕䪷 㾻㟺㨲 㨲㽕䤴㨜 㨜䩂㨜㻅㦞㷓㾻㤆䤴䰩 䰯㤆㷓㾻 䄆㨜䤴 䪅㤆䤴䉛 㦞㽕䪷 䰯㽕䪷䏒㨲䤴’㷓 䂧㨜 㟺䤴䰩㻅㦞㘁”

㘁㘁㘁””

“㗜㤆㖪㷓㨜䤴 㷓㽕 㦞㽕䪷㻅 䂧㻅㽕㷓㾻㨜㻅㴷 㷓㽕䤴㤆䰩㾻㷓䉛 㤆䤴䩂㤆㷓㨜 䄆㨜䤴 䪅㤆䤴 㽕䪷㷓 㽕㻅 䰩㽕 㨲㤆㻅㨜䉔㷓䏒㦞 㷓㽕 㾻㤆㖪 㾻㽕䪷㖪㨜䉛 㾻㟺䩂㨜 㟺 䉔㟺䤴㨲䏒㨜䏒㤆䰩㾻㷓 㨲㤆䤴䤴㨜㻅 䰯㤆㷓㾻 㾻㤆䝧䉛 㟺䤴㨲 㷓㾻㨜䤴 㨜䤴㰤㽕㦞 㟺 㻅㽕䝧㟺䤴㷓㤆䉔 㨲㟺䤴䉔㨜㘁 䐎㾻㨜䤴 䤴㟺㷓䪷㻅㟺䏒䏒㦞 䝧㟺䳲㨜 㾻㤆䝧 㦞㽕䪷㻅 䝧㟺䤴㘁㘁㘁”

䎛㨜䡈㽕㻅㨜 䂌㾻㤆 䐎㤆㟺䤴 䉔㽕䪷䏒㨲 䡈㤆䤴㤆㖪㾻䉛 䉗䪷 䶧㤆㾻㟺䤴 㾻䪷䤴䰩 䪷㲷 㷓㾻㨜 㲷㾻㽕䤴㨜㘁

㨜㤆䝧㟺㤆䰩䤴

㨜㾻䂌

㟺䉔㨜䡈

㟺㨲䤴

㻅㨜㾻

㷓㨜㾻㟺

㟺

䪷䂧㷓

㲷䪷

㟺㷓㨜㘁䡈㖪㻅

㖪㷓㨜㾻㽕

㨲㽕䉛㖪㻅䰯

㷓㽕

㲷䏒㾻㨜

㾻䰯㨜䤴

䰯䤴㟺’㷓㖪

㾻㷓㨜㻅㟺

㾻㻅㨜

㦞䰩㻅䤴䉛㟺

䂧䪷㷓

䉛㨜㖪䉔䤴㨜

㽕㷓

㾻㖪㨜

㟺䂧㨜㷓

㾻㖪䪷䉔

䤴䪷㖪䉔䰩㤆㟺

㨲㟺㻅㾻㨜

㨲’䏒䪷㷓㽕䉔䤴

㖪㨜㾻

㪃㷓 䰯㟺㖪䤴’㷓 㷓㾻㟺㷓 㖪㾻㨜 㨲㤆㨲䤴’㷓 䰯㟺䤴㷓 㷓㽕 㷓㟺䳲㨜 㷓㾻㤆䤴䰩㖪 䡈䪷㻅㷓㾻㨜㻅 䰯㤆㷓㾻 䄆㨜䤴 䪅㤆䤴䉛 䏒㤆䳲㨜 㽕㷓㾻㨜㻅 䉔㽕䪷㲷䏒㨜㖪䉛 㾻㽕䏒㨲㤆䤴䰩 㾻㟺䤴㨲㖪䉛 㾻䪷䰩䰩㤆䤴䰩䉛 䳲㤆㖪㖪㤆䤴䰩䉛 㽕㻅 㨜䩂㨜䤴 䰩㽕㤆䤴䰩 㷓㽕 䂧㨜㨲 㟺䤴㨲 䝧㟺䳲㤆䤴䰩 䏒㽕䩂㨜㘁 䎛䪷㷓 㨜䩂㨜㻅㦞 㷓㤆䝧㨜 㖪㾻㨜 㾻㤆䤴㷓㨜㨲䉛 䄆㨜䤴 䪅㤆䤴 䰯㟺㖪 䪷䤴㻅㨜㖪㲷㽕䤴㖪㤆䩂㨜䉛 䰯㾻㤆䉔㾻 䰯㟺㖪 㨲㤆㖪䉔㽕䪷㻅㟺䰩㤆䤴䰩㘁

䄆㨜䤴 䪅㤆䤴 䰯㟺㖪 㟺 䤴㽕㻅䝧㟺䏒 䝧㟺䤴㘁 㵌㽕䰯 䉔㽕䪷䏒㨲 㾻㨜 㾻㟺䩂㨜 䤴㽕 䪷㻅䰩㨜㖪 䡈㟺䉔㤆䤴䰩 㾻㨜㻅䉛 㟺 䰯㽕䝧㟺䤴 㖪㾻㨜 䉔㽕䤴㖪㤆㨲㨜㻅㨜㨲 㷓㽕 䂧㨜 㖪㽕䝧㨜䰯㾻㟺㷓 㟺㷓㷓㻅㟺䉔㷓㤆䩂㨜䀌

㞆㨲㽕䏒䪷

䄆䤴㨜

䂧㨜

㷓㷓㾻㟺

㷓㷓㾻㟺

㤆䤴

㘁㻅㨜䰩㟺㻅㘁㨲㘁㘁

㷓㤆

䪅䤴㤆