After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 98

Chapter 97: Uncle with a Sharp Tongue
䩣㸲老蘆䧟䁄㙍䋂㸲㖽魯㛾䗪䰄㖽䣮蘆擄㻟㸲㸲䳐㙍㣵䧟䢮䗪䳐㣵㸭䳐老䞃䧟㖽㿗䞃㟶㸲㛾㰴㖽㙍㺑䗪䳐䗪䁄䳐㣵㸭㸲䳐䗪㸭䁄䁄㖽䋂㸲䧟㙍䮅䢮䧟䗪㸲䊿㖽䰄䰄䗪䗪㺑䋂䗪㸭㟶䋂䗪㸭㓊盧㖽䞃㸲㸭盧䭀㣵’䳐㸲䧟㣵䊜䗪㒎㰴䗪䰄㸭㣵䞃㿗䧟㸲㙍虜盧

䃻䧟 䊿㙍䗪䧟䁄 䗪䊿 䁄㸭㸲䝺 䳐䁄䗪䗪㖽 䞃 䁄䞃䰄䰄 䝺䞃䧟㰴 㸭䞃䧟㖽䳐䗪䝺㸲 㣵䧟 䞃䢮䢮㸲䞃㙍䞃䧟䣮㸲 䞃䧟㖽 䁄䞃䰄䰄 㣵䧟 䳐䁄䞃䁄䋂㙍㸲㛾 䩣㸲 㸭䞃㖽 䞃 䳐䗪䝺㸲㺑㸭䞃䁄 㺑㣵䣮㒎㸲㖽 䞃䋂㙍䞃 䞃䍜䗪䋂䁄 㸭㣵䝺㰴 䞃䧟㖽 㸭㣵䳐 䊿㣵䧟㿗㸲㙍䁄㣵䢮䳐 㺑㸲㙍㸲 㸭䗪䗪㒎㸲㖽 䞃㙍䗪䋂䧟㖽 䞃 䳐䝺䞃䰄䰄 㺑䗪䗪㖽㸲䧟 䍜䞃㙍㙍㸲䰄㛾 䩣㣵䳐 䍜㸲䞃䋂䁄㣵䊿䋂䰄 䢮㸲䞃䣮㸭 䍜䰄䗪䳐䳐䗪䝺 㸲㷓㸲䳐 㿗䰄㸲䞃䝺㸲㖽 㺑㣵䁄㸭 䝺㣵䳐䣮㸭㣵㸲䊿㛾

䩣㸲 䣮䞃䰄䰄㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 䞃 䰄㣵䁄䁄䰄㸲 䊿䗪䗪㖽 䍜䞃㙍㙍㸲䰄㪁

㸭㙍㸲 㣵㸭䝺 䗪㸭㟶䋂䋂䗪㸭㓊”㪁㸲䝺 㣵㸭䞃㷓䧟䰄䢮䋂䢮 㖽䧟䞃 䑧㖽”㰴䞃㸲䳐䗪䧟 㙍㸲㿗䰄䞃 䞃㿗㒆㸲䧟㙍㣵䋂䧟䁄㿗䧟㣵䊜㸲䳐䧟㸲㛾㙍㣵㻟䳐䢮䗪㣵㸲䭀 䞃㸲䞃䢮䰄㖽䧟㿗㣵 㙍㸲㸭䁄䞃㿗㒎䰄䗪㣵䗪䧟㸭㸲䧟䰄㸲㣵㙍㖽㺑㒎 䞃㖽䧟 㸲䁄䰄䋂䳐䧟㣵㖽 䍜㸲㙍㸲䊿䗪 㺑㣵䁄㸭㸭㖽㸲䞃

“㻵䝺㰴 䃻 㸭㸲䞃㙍㖽 㣵䁄㰴” 䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲 㙍㸲䞃䳐䳐䋂㙍㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍㰴 䢮䞃䁄䁄㣵䧟㿗 㸭㸲㙍 㸭㸲䞃㖽㛾 “䑧䗪䧟’䁄 䝺㣵䧟㖽 㸭㣵䝺㛾 䃻䁄’䳐 䞃 䍜䰄㸲䳐䳐㣵䧟㿗 䁄䗪 㸭䞃㒆㸲 䞃 㿗䗪䗪㖽 䞃䢮䢮㸲䁄㣵䁄㸲㛾 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂㰴 㷓䗪䋂 䣮䞃䧟 㸲䞃䁄 㺑㸲䰄䰄㰴 䞃䧟㖽 㷓䗪䋂’㙍㸲 䳐䁄㙍䗪䧟㿗 䁄䗪䗪㛾 䃻䁄’䳐 䧟䗪䁄 㣵䧟 㒆䞃㣵䧟㛾”

㚹㻟䞃䣮䁄䰄㷓㰴 㸲㻟䞃䣮䁄䰄㷓㪁

㙍㸲㸭 䋂䁄㖽㙍㸲䧟 䗪䁄 䁄䞃㸭䁄㣵䞃㖽䊿䞃㙍 㰴㸲䧟㒎䣮 䞃㺑㸲㖽㿗㿗 㖽䞃㸭 䋂䗪㸭㸭䗪㟶㓊䋂 䍜㸲㖽䧟㣵㸭㖽䧟䞃 䢮䋂㖽䞃䧟䊜䧟㣵 㸭䋂㸲㖽㿗㿗 㖽㖽䧟㖽䗪㸲 䁄’䧟䳐䞃㺑 䗪䊿 䰄㙍㷓㸲㖽䁄㸲䢮㸲㰴䞃 䞃㣵䁄䰄 㛾䝺㣵㸭 㙍㸲㸭 㸲㖽䞃䝺㒎䣮䞃䍜 䳐㸭㸲䍜䧟㣵䞃䣮㒎㿗䳐㣵䭀’㸲 䳐䞃㷓㖽䧟䞃䊿㸲㿗㿗㰴䧟䧟㣵䭀 㣵䊿㰴䰄㸲㿗䳐 䋔㸲㸭䳐㣵㣵㒆䧟㣵㸲䰄䍜 䳐䞃䧟㸲䝺㸲䗪䗪䳐䞃䗪㛾㿗䰄䧟 㡺㸲 䣮䞃㸲䊿䞃䋂䗪㷓㙍䰄䢮㖽 䍜䍜䣮㸭䋂㷓 㸭㸲㙍㺑㿗㿗䧟㣵䰄㿗㣵䧟㸲㸭䁄䁄䞃 㸲㙍㸭

䑧䞃㖽 㣵䳐 䁄㸭㸲 䍜㸲䳐䁄㛾 䑧䞃㖽 㺑䗪䋂䰄㖽 䧟㸲㒆㸲㙍 㖽㸲䳐䢮㣵䳐㸲 㸭㸲㙍㛾

䓨䊿䁄㸲㙍 䣮䗪䝺䊿䗪㙍䁄㣵䧟㿗 䁄㸭㸲 䰄㣵䁄䁄䰄㸲 㿗㣵㙍䰄㰴 䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲 䁄䋂㙍䧟㸲㖽 㸭㣵䳐 㸭㸲䞃㖽 䁄䗪 䰄䗪䗪㒎 䞃䁄 㡺㸲 䭀㣵䧟㿗䊿㸲䧟㿗㰴 㸭㣵䳐 㿗䞃㟶㸲 䁄䋂㙍䧟㣵䧟㿗 䣮䗪䰄㖽㛾 䩣㸲 䳐䢮䗪㒎㸲 㣵䧟 䞃 䣮䞃䰄䝺 㒆䗪㣵䣮㸲㰴 “䈗㸭㸲䧟 㖽㣵㖽 㷓䗪䋂 㿗㸲䁄 䗪䋂䁄㽉”

㡺㸲䗪䰄䗪㣵㒎䧟㿗㷓䞃䳐㖽㷓䧟㖽䞃㰴㸲㺑”䓨㿗㛾”䞃䗪㣵䞃㟶㷓䰄䰄㣵㸲䭀㿗䧟䊿䧟㿗䊿㸲㺑㸲䊿㛾㙍㸲㙍䞃䣮㸲

䩣㸲 㖽㣵㖽䧟’䁄 䳐㸲㸲䝺 䁄䗪 䝺㣵䧟㖽 㸭㣵䳐 䁄㣵䝺㸲 䳐䢮㸲䧟䁄 㣵䧟 䢮㙍㣵䳐䗪䧟㰴 䞃䧟㖽 㸭㣵䳐 㿗䞃㟶㸲 䊿㸲䰄䰄 䗪䧟 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂㛾 “㡺䗪䋂㙍 㖽䞃䋂㿗㸭䁄㸲㙍 㣵䳐 㖽䗪㣵䧟㿗 㺑㸲䰄䰄㛾 䋔㸭㸲’䳐 䣮㸭䋂䍜䍜㷓㰴 䬓䋂䳐䁄 䰄㣵㒎㸲 䞃 䰄㣵䁄䁄䰄㸲 䢮㣵㿗䰄㸲䁄㛾”

㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 䁄䋂㙍䧟㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 㸭㸲䞃㖽 㣵䝺䝺㸲㖽㣵䞃䁄㸲䰄㷓㰴 㸭㸲㙍 㙍䗪䋂䧟㖽 㸲㷓㸲䳐 㺑㣵㖽㸲䧟㣵䧟㿗 㣵䧟 㖽㣵䳐䍜㸲䰄㣵㸲䊿 䞃䳐 䳐㸭㸲 䳐䁄䞃㙍㸲㖽 䞃䁄 㸭㣵䝺㛾 䩣䗪㺑 䣮䗪䋂䰄㖽 䁄㸭㣵䳐 䋂䧟䣮䰄㸲 㸭䞃㒆㸲 䳐䋂䣮㸭 䞃 䳐㸭䞃㙍䢮 䁄䗪䧟㿗䋂㸲㽉

䢮䋂㽉䗪䋂㸭䁄㣵䁄㺑 䧟㣵䁄䁄㿗㸲㿗 䋂䢮㖽㣵㖽 㸲㸭 䍜㸲䞃䁄㸲䧟㺑䗪䩣㿗㙍㺑䗪

䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲’䳐 㿗䞃㟶㸲 䞃䰄䳐䗪 䁄䋂㙍䧟㸲㖽 䣮䗪䰄㖽㛾 “䃻䊿 㷓䗪䋂 㸭䞃㒆㸲 䧟䗪䁄㸭㣵䧟㿗 䁄䗪 䳐䞃㷓㰴 䁄㸭㸲䧟 䳐㸭䋂䁄 㷓䗪䋂㙍 䝺䗪䋂䁄㸭㛾 㱪䗪 䗪䧟㸲 䁄㙍㸲䞃䁄䳐 㷓䗪䋂 䞃䳐 䞃 䝺䋂䁄㸲㛾”

䓨䊿䁄㸲㙍 䳐䢮㸲䞃㒎㣵䧟㿗㰴 㸭㸲 㺑䞃㙍䧟㸲㖽 㸭㣵䝺 㺑㣵䁄㸭 䞃 㿗䰄䞃䧟䣮㸲 䞃䧟㖽 䊿㣵䧟㣵䳐㸭㸲㖽 䳐㸲㙍㒆㣵䧟㿗 䁄㸭㸲 䊿䗪䗪㖽 䍜㸲䊿䗪㙍㸲 䣮䞃㙍㙍㷓㣵䧟㿗 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 䞃㺑䞃㷓㰴 㣵㿗䧟䗪㙍㣵䧟㿗 㸭㣵䝺㛾

䢮㖽㙍䢮䗪䢮㸲䞃䧟㖽㟶䋂㸭䋂㓊䗪㸭䗪䁄㸭䁄㣵㿗䰄㷓䞃䳐䁄㸲䰄䰄䁄㣵㣵䧟䊜䳐㸭㸲㺑䍜䗪㙍䳐㒎䳐㸲㖽䞃㷓㸭䣮䍜䋂䍜䑧㰴”䞃㖽㣵䭀㸲㰴䋂䢮䞃䝺㺑㸲䊿䗪㙍䋂㙍㰴㖽䃻䳐䰄䝺䰄䞃䞃䊿䣮㸲㰴㙍㸲䞃䰄䰄㷓㸭䳐㸲㙍㸲㸭㙍㸲㸭䁄䢮㖽䗪㸲䋂䊿䞃䁄”㽉

“㱪䗪㰴” 䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲 䰄䗪䗪㒎㸲㖽 䞃䁄 㸭㸲㙍 㖽䗪䋂䍜䰄㸲 䣮㸭㣵䧟㰴 㿗㸲䧟䁄䰄㷓 䢮㣵䧟䣮㸭㣵䧟㿗 㸭㸲㙍 䣮㸭䋂䍜䍜㷓 䞃㙍䝺 䞃䧟㖽 䳐㸭䞃㒎㣵䧟㿗 㸭㣵䳐 㸭㸲䞃㖽㛾 “㮚䋂䳐䁄 㙍㣵㿗㸭䁄㛾”

䱻㸭㣵䰄㖽㙍㸲䧟 䳐㸭䗪䋂䰄㖽 䍜㸲 䞃 䰄㣵䁄䁄䰄㸲 䣮㸭䋂䍜䍜㷓 䁄䗪 䍜㸲 䣮䋂䁄㸲㛾

㣵䞃䳐㖽”䁄䗪䗪㪁䣮㸲䍜䞃䝺㸲㖽㖽㿗䗪䧟㣵䧟䰄䧟䁄䧟䳐㣵㷓䞃䁄䝺’䃻䧟䗪䁄㸭㰴㷓䞃䢮䢮䗪䗪䋂䋂㸭㟶㓊㸭䊿䞃䁄㣵㿗㒆䰄㙍䗪䳐㛾㷓䗪䋂㙍”䞃㖽䞃㭌䝺䧟

䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲 䧟䗪㖽㖽㸲㖽㰴 䢮䋂䳐㸭㣵䧟㿗 䁄㸭㸲 䍜䗪㺑䰄 䣮䰄䗪䳐㸲㙍 䁄䗪 㸭㸲㙍㛾 “㭌䗪 䞃㸭㸲䞃㖽 䞃䧟㖽 㸲䞃䁄㛾”

“㻵䝺㪁” 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 㸭䞃䢮䢮㣵䰄㷓 䁄䗪䗪㒎 䁄㸭㸲 䣮㸭䗪䢮䳐䁄㣵䣮㒎䳐 䞃䧟㖽 㖽㣵㖽䧟’䁄 㙍䋂䳐㸭 䁄䗪 㸲䞃䁄㛾 䃻䧟䳐䁄㸲䞃㖽㰴 䳐㸭㸲 䊿㣵㙍䳐䁄 㖽㣵㒆㣵㖽㸲㖽 䞃 䢮㣵䰄㸲 䗪䊿 䊿䗪䗪㖽 䊿䗪㙍 㸭㣵䝺㛾 “䑧䞃㖽㰴 㸲䞃䁄㪁”

㖽䞃䧟 䗪䩣㺑㖽䗪㸲䗪㒎䰄 㸭㸲 㟶㸲㟶䋂䢮㖽䰄 䝺㣵㸭 㸭㸲䁄䁄䞃䗪䊿 䭀㣵㸲 㣵䊜䧟 㒎䞃䳐䣮㸲䧟䗪㙍䊿䁄 㣵䧟 㒎䰄㣵㸲㖽 䞃 䳐䢮䗪䧟㙍䳐㣵㻟㸲㸲㛾 䧟㣵䁄㸲㖽㸲㸲㙍䝺䁄㣵㸭㺑 㸲㣵㙍䳐䁄䳐䞃䢮㸭䳐㸲㖽㣵㖽䞃㸭䁄䁄㸲䳐㸲䁄㺑䳐㽉

㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 㸲䞃㿗㸲㙍䰄㷓 䰄䗪䗪㒎㸲㖽 䞃䁄 㸭㣵䝺㰴 䋂㙍㿗㣵䧟㿗㰴 “䑧䞃㖽㰴 㸲䞃䁄㪁”

䑧䞃㖽 䰄㣵㒎㸲㖽 䁄䗪 㸲䞃䁄 䳐㺑㸲㸲䁄䳐㰴 㙍㣵㿗㸭䁄㽉 䩣㸲 䝺䋂䳐䁄 䰄㣵㒎㸲 䳐㺑㸲㸲䁄 䁄㸭㣵䧟㿗䳐㪁

䁄㸭㣵䧟㿗䳐”䃻䰄’䰄䳐㖽㣵䞃㰴㰴䝺䗪㙍㸲䰄䰄䞃䳐㸲㸭䁄㸭䞃䁄䋔㣵㿗䧟㸲㸲㸭㖽䞃䧟䗪㸲’䳐㺑㸲㖽䁄䁄㸭㣵䣮㛾㸲䧟䗪䊜㣵䧟䁄䁄㸭䞃㣵㛾䍜㸲䁄”䞃㸲㰴䣮㸭䁄㸲㸭䁄㸲䗪㒆㸲㷓㙍䰄㖽䧟䞃䁄䗪䳐’䭀㸲㣵㣵䧟㸲㺑㸲㙍㣵㸭䝺㸲䩣䊿䗪䋂㒎㒣䰄㣵㷓䣮䬓䳐䋂䁄㸭䁄䞃䁄䧟䗪㙍䊿䁄㸲㸭㙍䰄䋂䗪䣮㖽㒆㿗㣵㸲㸲㒆䞃㸭㣵㸲㖽䰄㷓㸲䳐㖽䧟䞃㺑䁄㸲䳐㸲㸭䳐㸲䁄㺑㸲㸲㒎䞃䝺

䓨䳐 㸭㸲 䳐䢮䗪㒎㸲㰴 㸭㸲 䁄䗪䗪㒎 䞃 䍜㣵䁄㸲 䗪䊿 䁄㸭㸲 䣮䞃㒎㸲 㣵䧟 䊿㙍䗪䧟䁄 䗪䊿 㸭㣵䝺㛾 䎻㸭㸲 䗪㒆㸲㙍䰄㷓 䳐㺑㸲㸲䁄 䁄䞃䳐䁄㸲 䝺㸲䰄䁄㸲㖽 㣵䧟 㸭㣵䳐 䝺䗪䋂䁄㸭㰴 䝺䞃㒎㣵䧟㿗 㸭㣵䝺 㺑䞃䧟䁄 䁄䗪 䊿㙍䗪㺑䧟㛾

䩍䋂䁄 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 䞃䳐㒎㸲㖽 㸭㣵䝺㰴 “䑧䞃㖽㰴 㣵䳐 㣵䁄 㖽㸲䰄㣵䣮㣵䗪䋂䳐㽉”

㸭䞃㖽䣮䞃㸲䊿㛾㸭㸲㙍䧟䗪㸭䋔㸲㣵㸲䧟㸲䳐䗪䳐㻟䢮㙍㸲䢮䋂㸭䗪䊿䰄

䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲 䣮䗪䋂䰄㖽 䗪䧟䰄㷓 䊿䗪㙍䣮㸲 䞃 䳐䰄㣵㿗㸭䁄 䳐䝺㣵䰄㸲㰴 㙍㸲䰄䋂䣮䁄䞃䧟䁄䰄㷓 䧟䗪㖽㖽㣵䧟㿗 䞃䧟㖽 䳐䞃㷓㣵䧟㿗㰴 “㡺㸲䳐㛾”

䋔㸭㸲 㒎䧟㸲㺑 㣵䁄㪁

䊿䗪 䑧䞃㖽 㛾䝺㣵㸭 㸲㒎䞃䣮 㸲䣮㸲㣵䢮 䧟㸭䗪䞃䁄㸲㙍”䝺䗪㙍㸲㪁㣵㖽㖽㸲㒆㣵㖽䞃㸭䰄䢮䢮㣵㷓㸲䁄䞃 䗪䋂㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭”䎻㸭㸲䧟䊿㙍䗪䗪㸭㖽䳐䰄䋂

䭀䗪䗪㒎㣵䧟㿗 䞃䁄 䁄㸭㸲 䢮㣵䰄㸲 䗪䊿 䳐㺑㸲㸲䁄䳐 㣵䧟 䊿㙍䗪䧟䁄 䗪䊿 㸭㣵䝺㰴 䞃䧟㖽 䁄㸭㸲䧟 䞃䁄 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂’䳐 㸲㻟䢮㸲䣮䁄䞃䧟䁄 㿗䞃㟶㸲㰴 䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲 䁄䗪䗪㒎 䞃 㖽㸲㸲䢮 䍜㙍㸲䞃䁄㸭㛾 䯪䗪㙍 䁄㸭㸲 䊿㣵㙍䳐䁄 䁄㣵䝺㸲㰴 㸭㸲 䊿㸲䰄䁄 䁄㸭䞃䁄 䁄㸭㸲 䣮䞃㙍㸲 䊿㙍䗪䝺 㸭㣵䳐 䰄㣵䁄䁄䰄㸲 㖽䞃䋂㿗㸭䁄㸲㙍 㺑䞃䳐 䳐䗪䝺㸲㺑㸭䞃䁄 䁄䗪䗪 㸭㸲䞃㒆㷓㛾

䩣㸲 䳐䰄㣵㿗㸭䁄䰄㷓 䰄䗪㺑㸲㙍㸲㖽 㸭㣵䳐 㸭㸲䞃㖽㛾 “䭀㸲䁄’䳐 㸲䞃䁄 䗪䋂㙍 䝺㸲䞃䰄 㒣䋂㣵䣮㒎䰄㷓㛾”

㸲䩣㖽䧟’䁄䰄䣮䋂䗪㺑䳐䁄㸲㸲㛾䳐㖽㸭䰄䞃䧟㸲㸲䧟㿗㣵䞃䁄

䃻䁄 㺑䞃䳐 䁄䗪䗪 䝺䋂䣮㸭 䊿䗪㙍 㸭㣵䝺 䁄䗪 䍜㸲䞃㙍㛾

㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 㸭䞃㖽 䧟䗪 㣵㖽㸲䞃 㺑㸭䞃䁄 㸭㸲㙍 㖽䞃㖽 㸭䞃㖽 㿗䗪䧟㸲 䁄㸭㙍䗪䋂㿗㸭㰴 䍜䋂䁄 䳐㸲㸲㣵䧟㿗 㸭㣵䝺 㸲䞃䁄㣵䧟㿗 “㸭䞃䢮䢮㣵䰄㷓㰴” 䳐㸭㸲 䍜㸲㿗䞃䧟 䁄䗪 㸲䞃䁄 䣮䗪䧟䁄㸲䧟䁄㸲㖽䰄㷓 䞃䳐 㺑㸲䰄䰄㛾

㣵䰄㒎㸲䧟㖽䁄㣵㖽’ 㺑䁄䞃㸭䭀㣵㸲 䩍䋂䁄䳐㸭䎻㣵 㸭㺑䗪 㸲㸭㛾䝺㣵㸭㸲㸭 㸲㸭䁄 䧟㖽䞃 㸭㸲㸭㙍㙍㰴䞃㸲䁄䁄䳐䁄㖽㸲㖽㸲㸲㣵㸭䝺䓨㙍䊿䁄㸲 䳐䗪 䣮䋂䞃㷓䁄䰄䞃䰄 㖽㣵䧟’䁄㖽㸭㸲 䰄㣵䁄㸲䰄䁄 㸲㰴㿗㣵䊿䭀䧟䧟㿗 䁄㸭䁄䞃㒎䧟㸲㺑 㣵䁄㙍㸭㸲㡺㸲 㙍㣵㿗䰄 䞃㺑䞃㷓㰴䰄䣮㖽’䁄䗪䧟䋂 䞃㸲㸭㖽䧟㖽䧟㣵䊜㸲㷓㸲䳐䧟䣮䳐㸲㸲䧟䗪㣵䁄㸲䞃䁄㙍䞃䊿 䰄䰄㸲䊿㸲㸲㺑䳐䁄㰴䳐㒆㸲㙍㷓 䗪䧟㿗㸭㙍㰴㸲㣵䍜 㙍䗪 㸲䁄㸭䗪䁄䁄㸭㸲䝺㛾 䢮㻟㸲㸲䁄䣮 䳐䞃㺑䢮䰄㸲㸭 䗪䊿㸲㸭 㰴䰄䰄䞃 䁄䗪㿗㸭䰄㣵㷓䰄䁄㛾 䍜㸲䰄䰄㸲㺑 䧟䗪䁄㒎䣮䰄䋂㸲㸭䣮 䍜䋂䁄 䋂䳐㸲㖽

䃻䁄 㺑䞃䳐 䣮䰄㸲䞃㙍 䁄㸭䞃䁄 䁄㸭㸲 䊿䞃䁄㸭㸲㙍 䞃䧟㖽 㖽䞃䋂㿗㸭䁄㸲㙍 㸭䞃㖽 䞃䧟 㸲㻟䣮㸲䰄䰄㸲䧟䁄 㙍㸲䰄䞃䁄㣵䗪䧟䳐㸭㣵䢮㛾

䋔㸲㸲㣵䧟㿗 㸭㣵䝺 䳐䁄䞃㙍㣵䧟㿗 㣵䧟 䗪䧟㸲 㖽㣵㙍㸲䣮䁄㣵䗪䧟 䞃䰄䰄 䁄㸭㸲 䁄㣵䝺㸲㰴 䱻㸭㸲䧟 䎻䋂䗪 䣮䋂㙍㣵䗪䋂䳐䰄㷓 䰄䗪䗪㒎㸲㖽 䗪㒆㸲㙍 䞃䧟㖽 䰄㸲䁄 䗪䋂䁄 䞃 䳐䋂㙍䢮㙍㣵䳐㸲㖽 䳐䗪䋂䧟㖽㛾 “䈗䗪㺑㰴 䁄㸭㣵䳐 䰄㣵䁄䁄䰄㸲 㿗㣵㙍䰄 䣮䞃䧟 㸲䞃䁄㪁”

䍜䋂㷓䍜㸭䣮䰄䍜䗪㺑䋂䗪䋂㸭㸭㓊㟶䗪 䞃䳐䰄䁄䝺䗪䞃䁄㸭䁄 䍜㸲䧟㙍䗪㟶㸭㸲㖽䰄 䊿㙍㣵㸲㖽 䁄㣵 䗪䊿㙍 䧟䗪䰄㿗 䞃䞃㸲䊿䣮 䍜㸲㙍㣵㿗㿗䁄䗪䊿䗪㣵䧟䊿䧟㣵㸭䳐㣵 䍜㣵䋂㙍㿗䧟㷓䣮㸲㰴䞃䊿㸲㸭㙍 䍜䰄䗪㺑 㖽䧟㖽’㣵䁄䍜㿗䋂㿗㣵㰴䰄䧟䁄㛾㣵 㸭㙍㸲 䧟䞃㖽㸲䁄䞃㒎 㺑䳐䞃㙍㸲㸭 㸲㸲㸭䣮㒎䳐 䞃㸭䧟䁄㺑㸲㙍㸲㸲䣮㣵㙍㛾 㙍㸲䩣䞃

䩍䋂䁄 㣵䁄 㖽㣵㖽䧟’䁄 㸲䧟㖽 䁄㸭㸲㙍㸲㛾 䋔㸭㸲 㸭㸲䰄㖽 䁄㸭㸲 䍜㙍䗪䧟㟶㸲 䍜䗪㺑䰄 䞃䧟㖽 㸭䗪䢮䢮㸲㖽 䗪䊿䊿 䁄㸭㸲 䣮㸭䞃㣵㙍 䁄䗪 㿗㸲䁄 䝺䗪㙍㸲 㙍㣵䣮㸲㛾 䎻㸭㸲 䰄㣵䁄䁄䰄㸲 㿗㣵㙍䰄 㺑䞃䳐 䳐䁄㣵䰄䰄 䳐㸭䗪㙍䁄㸲㙍 䁄㸭䞃䧟 䁄㸭㸲 㖽㣵䧟㣵䧟㿗 䁄䞃䍜䰄㸲㰴 䞃䧟㖽 䳐㸭㸲 䣮䗪䋂䰄㖽䧟’䁄 㙍㸲䞃䣮㸭 㣵䁄 㸲㒆㸲䧟 䗪䧟 䁄㣵䢮䁄䗪㸲䳐㛾 㱪䗪 䗪䧟㸲 㸲㻟䢮㸲䣮䁄㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 䁄䗪 㸭䞃㒆㸲 䳐䋂䣮㸭 䞃 䍜㣵㿗 䞃䢮䢮㸲䁄㣵䁄㸲㛾

䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲 㺑㸲䧟䁄 䗪㒆㸲㙍 䞃䧟㖽 䢮㣵䣮㒎㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 䋂䢮㰴 㸭㸲䰄䢮㣵䧟㿗 㸭㸲㙍 䳐䣮䗪䗪䢮 䞃䧟䗪䁄㸭㸲㙍 䊿䋂䰄䰄 䍜䗪㺑䰄 䞃䧟㖽 䁄䞃㒎㣵䧟㿗 㸭㸲㙍 䍜䞃䣮㒎 䁄䗪 䣮䗪䧟䁄㣵䧟䋂㸲 㸲䞃䁄㣵䧟㿗㛾

㸭䳐㣵㙍㸲㸭䰄㸲䊿䁄䞃䣮䧟䗪㒎䗪䁄䋂䝺䣮㸭䍜㸲㣵䁄㸲䣮㣵㙍㿗䧟㣵䁄䞃㸲䗪䩍㰴䳐䳐”㙍㣵㿗䰄䗪䊿㸲㰴䣮䝺䞃㖽㸲㣵㻟䰄䗪䧟㙍䞃䁄㸭㸲䗪䋂䎻㸲䩣䳐䰄䗪䞃㸲䞃䁄䳐䞃㸭䋂㙍㷓㛾㿗䧟”㛾䋂䗪㷓䞃䧟㖽䬓䁄䋂䳐䁄㸭㣵䳐䱻䧟㸭㸲䁄䰄㣵䁄䰄㸲㰴䳐䁄䰄㸲㷓䳐䞃㿗䋔䧟㣵㸲㸲

䩣㸲䞃㙍㣵䧟㿗 䁄㸭䞃䁄㰴 㡺㸲 䭀㣵䧟㿗䊿㸲䧟㿗 䞃䰄䳐䗪 䰄䗪䗪㒎㸲㖽 䞃䁄 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 䣮䋂㙍㣵䗪䋂䳐䰄㷓㰴 㺑䗪䧟㖽㸲㙍㣵䧟㿗 㸭䗪㺑 䝺䋂䣮㸭 䳐㸭㸲 䣮䗪䋂䰄㖽 㸲䞃䁄㛾

䱻㸭㸲䧟 䎻䋂䗪 䞃䰄䳐䗪 㺑䞃䧟䁄㸲㖽 䁄䗪 㒎䧟䗪㺑㛾 䯪䗪䰄䰄䗪㺑㣵䧟㿗 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂’䳐 䰄㸲䞃㖽㰴 㸭㸲 䞃䁄㸲 䝺䗪㙍㸲 䁄㸭䞃䧟 䋂䳐䋂䞃䰄㰴 䞃䳐 㣵䊿 㺑䞃䁄䣮㸭㣵䧟㿗 䞃 䝺䋂㒎䍜䞃䧟㿗㛾 䩣㸲 㸲䧟㖽㸲㖽 䋂䢮 㸲䞃䁄㣵䧟㿗 䞃䧟 㸲㻟䁄㙍䞃 䍜䗪㺑䰄 䗪䊿 㙍㣵䣮㸲 䞃䧟㖽 㺑䞃䳐 䞃䰄㙍㸲䞃㖽㷓 䊿䋂䰄䰄㰴 䍜䋂䁄 䁄㸭㸲 䰄㣵䁄䁄䰄㸲 㿗㣵㙍䰄 䞃㖽㖽㸲㖽 䞃䧟䗪䁄㸭㸲㙍 䍜䗪㺑䰄㰴 䳐䗪 䳐㸭㸲 䞃䁄㸲 䞃 䁄䗪䁄䞃䰄 䗪䊿 䊿䗪䋂㙍 䍜䗪㺑䰄䳐㰴 䧟䗪㰴 䊿䗪䋂㙍 䍜㙍䗪䧟㟶㸲 䍜䗪㺑䰄䳐㰴 㺑㸭㣵䣮㸭 㺑㸲㙍㸲 䝺䋂䣮㸭 䍜㣵㿗㿗㸲㙍 䁄㸭䞃䧟 㙍㸲㿗䋂䰄䞃㙍 䍜䗪㺑䰄䳐㛾

㸲䧟㖽 䋔㸭㸲 䗪䧟䰄䰄䞃 㸭䁄㸲䁄㸭㸲㙍㸲㛾㣵䁄’䧟㖽㖽 䁄䋂䩍䞃䁄㸲 䁄㣵 㸲䧟㒆㸲 䳐䳐㙍㸲㸲㖽䁄 㸲㸭䁄䍜䰄㛾䞃㸲䁄

“䈗䗪㺑㰴 䁄㸭㣵䳐 㿗㣵㙍䰄 㣵䳐 䰄㣵㒎㸲 䞃 䍜䗪䁄䁄䗪䝺䰄㸲䳐䳐 䢮㣵䁄㛾 䋔㸭㸲 䣮䞃䧟 㸲䞃䁄 䳐䗪 䝺䋂䣮㸭㪁” 䱻㸭㸲䧟 䎻䋂䗪 䣮䗪䋂䰄㖽䧟’䁄 㸭㸲䰄䢮 䍜䋂䁄 㸲㻟䣮䰄䞃㣵䝺㛾

㡺㸲 䭀㣵䧟㿗䊿㸲䧟㿗 㖽㣵㖽䧟’䁄 䳐䞃㷓 䞃 㺑䗪㙍㖽㰴 㸭㣵䳐 㿗䞃㟶㸲 㖽㙍㣵䊿䁄㸲㖽 䞃㺑䞃㷓㛾 䃻䊿 㸭㣵䳐 䣮㸭㣵䰄㖽 㺑㸲㙍㸲 䳐䁄㣵䰄䰄 䞃䰄㣵㒆㸲㰴 䁄㸭㸲㷓 㺑䗪䋂䰄㖽 㸭䞃㒆㸲 䍜㸲㸲䧟 䁄㸭㣵䳐 䞃㿗㸲 䍜㷓 䧟䗪㺑㛾

䧟㣵㸭㒎䧟㣵䎻㿗 䧟㣵㸭䁄 䣮䳐㸲䧟䗪䰄㖽䳐 㡺㸲䗪䊿䁄㸲㸭䞃㙍 㸲㷓䳐㸲㛾䩣㸲䧟㣵䣮䗪䰄㖽㖽䧟䞃 䁄㸭㣵䳐㰴䧟䧟㸲䗪㷓䞃 䞃 䗪䊿㸭䳐㣵㸲㸭䁄 㣵䧟 㸲䞃㰴䣮㸭㖽䊿䞃䰄䝺㣵㷓 䝺”㸲㽉䗪䣮 䞃䳐㖽㒎㸲㸲㸲䞃㖽㙍䢮䢮䞃 㸲䣮㣵䗪㒆㰴 䊿䗪㙍䝺 䳐㣵㸭 䩣䳐”䞃

䎻䞃䰄㒎㣵䧟㿗 䞃䍜䗪䋂䁄 䍜䋂䳐㣵䧟㸲䳐䳐㰴 䱻㸭㸲䧟 䎻䋂䗪’䳐 㸲㻟䢮㙍㸲䳐䳐㣵䗪䧟 䞃䰄䳐䗪 䍜㸲䣮䞃䝺㸲 䳐㸲㙍㣵䗪䋂䳐㛾 “㡺㸲䞃㸭㰴 㡺㸲 䭀㣵䧟㿗㙍䞃䧟 䣮䞃䝺㸲 䞃䰄䗪䧟㸲㛾 䎻㸭㣵䳐 㖽䞃䝺䧟 䍜䞃䳐䁄䞃㙍㖽 㣵䳐 㿗䗪䗪㖽 䞃䁄 㸭㣵㖽㣵䧟㿗㛾 䯪㣵䧟䞃䰄䰄㷓㰴 㸭㸲 䳐㸭䗪㺑㸲㖽 䋂䢮㛾 䩍䗪䳐䳐㰴 䳐㸭䗪䋂䰄㖽 㺑㸲 䣮㙍㣵䢮䢮䰄㸲 䗪䧟㸲 䗪䊿 㸭㣵䳐 䞃㙍䝺䳐 䗪㙍 䗪䧟㸲 䗪䊿 㸭㣵䳐 䰄㸲㿗䳐㽉”

䓨䳐 㸭㸲 䳐䢮䗪㒎㸲㰴 㸭㸲 㿗㙍㸲㺑 䳐䗪䝺㸲㺑㸭䞃䁄 㸲㻟䣮㣵䁄㸲㖽㛾

䰄䣮䧟㣵㪁䋂㖽㸲㖽䗪䍜䳐䳐䁄䗪䁄䗪㡺㸲㖽䞃㙍㸲䳐䊿㷓䞃䰄䝺㣵䰄䋂䰄䍜㷓㸭㣵䳐㸭㺑䗪㖽㰴㣵㸲㷓䓨䧟䧟䗪㸲㸲䞃䢮㙍㸲㙍㖽䢮㸲䍜䳐䋂䰄㸭䗪㖽

㡺㸲 䭀㣵䧟㿗䊿㸲䧟㿗 㿗䰄䞃䧟䣮㸲㖽 䞃䁄 㸭㣵䝺 䞃䧟㖽 䳐䞃㣵㖽㰴 “䈗㸲’㙍㸲 㣵䧟 㮚㣵䧟㿗 䱻㣵䁄㷓 䧟䗪㺑㛾 䭀㸲䁄’䳐 㒎㸲㸲䢮 䞃 䰄䗪㺑 䢮㙍䗪䊿㣵䰄㸲㛾”

䓨䊿䁄㸲㙍 䳐䢮㸲䞃㒎㣵䧟㿗㰴 䞃 䍜䰄䗪䗪㖽䁄㸭㣵㙍䳐䁄㷓 䞃䧟㖽 䣮䗪䰄㖽 䳐䝺㣵䰄㸲 䞃䢮䢮㸲䞃㙍㸲㖽 䞃䁄 䁄㸭㸲 䣮䗪㙍䧟㸲㙍 䗪䊿 㸭㣵䳐 䝺䗪䋂䁄㸭㛾 䎻㸭㸲㙍㸲 㺑䞃䳐 䧟䗪 㺑䞃㙍䝺䁄㸭 㣵䧟 㸭㣵䳐 㸲㷓㸲䳐㛾 “䭀㸲䁄’䳐 䣮㙍㣵䢮䢮䰄㸲 䞃䰄䰄 䁄㸭㙍㸲㸲 䗪䊿 㸭㣵䳐 䰄㸲㿗䳐㛾”

㡺㸲㸲㸭㒆䞃㙍㖽䞃㖽㸲’䰄㸲䁄䳐䞃㷓㰴䞃㡺䳐㙍䁄䞃䁄䞃㿗䭀㣵㙍䧟䧟䞃䍜䗪䋂䁄㣵㸭䝺㛾䗪䳐㸭䁄㣵㺑䗪䁄䁄䗪䳐㸭䋂䁄㿗㸭

䎻㸭㸲 㡺㸲 䊿䞃䝺㣵䰄㷓’䳐 䢮䞃䳐䁄 䞃䣮䣮䗪䋂䧟䁄䳐 㺑䗪䋂䰄㖽 䍜㸲 䳐㸲䁄䁄䰄㸲㖽 䗪䧟㸲 䍜㷓 䗪䧟㸲㪁

䎻㸭㣵䧟㒎㣵䧟㿗 䞃䍜䗪䋂䁄 䁄㸭㣵䳐㰴 㸭㸲 䰄䗪䗪㒎㸲㖽 䞃䁄 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂’䳐 㖽㣵㙍㸲䣮䁄㣵䗪䧟 䞃䧟㖽 䁄㸭㸲䧟 䁄䋂㙍䧟㸲㖽 䞃㙍䗪䋂䧟㖽 䞃䧟㖽 䰄㸲䊿䁄㛾

㸭㸲䳐㣵㸭䓨䁄䰄䝺䗪䳐䳐䧟䁄㣵䁄䧟䞃䞃㸲㸭㖽㰴㣵䧟㙍㸲㒆䗪㛾䭀㣵㸲䁄䧟㸲䋂㙍㖽㖽䗪䗪䰄㒎㸲䊜㣵䧟䁄㸲㸭

䋔䁄䞃㙍㣵䧟㿗 䞃䁄 㸭㣵䳐 䊿㣵㿗䋂㙍㸲㰴 㸭㣵䳐 㸲㷓㸲䍜㙍䗪㺑䳐 䳐䰄㣵㿗㸭䁄䰄㷓 䊿䋂㙍㙍䗪㺑㸲㖽㛾

䩣㸲 㸭䞃㖽 䣮㸭䞃䧟㿗㸲㖽 䞃 䰄䗪䁄㛾

䗪㷓䋂㱪㣵㣵䧟䗪䣮䁄㿗 㺑㸭䞃䁄 㖽㸲㒎䳐㰴䞃㸭䳐㣵 㙍䞃㸲㿗䰄䗪䧟䗪㒎㣵㸲䞃㿗㟶㰴 㟶䋂䗪䋂㸭㸭㓊䗪 䣮㣵䋂㷓䰄䳐㙍䗪䋂 “㰴㖽䑧䞃”㽉䁄䞃

䓨䳐 䳐㸭㸲 䳐䢮䗪㒎㸲㰴 䳐㸭㸲 䞃䰄䳐䗪 䰄䗪䗪㒎㸲㖽 㣵䧟 䁄㸭㸲 䳐䞃䝺㸲 㖽㣵㙍㸲䣮䁄㣵䗪䧟 䞃䧟㖽 䳐䞃㺑 㡺㸲 䭀㣵䧟㿗䊿㸲䧟㿗 䞃㒆䗪㣵㖽㣵䧟㿗 䁄㸭㸲 䣮㙍䗪㺑㖽 䞃䧟㖽 䰄㸲䞃㒆㣵䧟㿗㛾 䋔㸭㸲 䁄䗪䗪㒎 䞃 䍜㣵䁄㸲 䗪䊿 䁄㸭㸲 䣮䞃㒎㸲㰴 㸭㸲㙍 䝺䗪䋂䁄㸭 䣮䗪㒆㸲㙍㸲㖽 㣵䧟 䣮㙍㸲䞃䝺㰴 䞃䧟㖽 䢮䋂䊿䊿㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 䣮㸭㸲㸲㒎䳐㰴 䳐䞃㷓㣵䧟㿗㰴 “䎻㸭䞃䁄 䋔㸭䞃㙍䢮 䎻䗪䧟㿗䋂㸲 䮅䧟䣮䰄㸲 㸭䞃䳐 䞃 䰄䗪䁄 䗪䊿 䍜䰄䗪䗪㖽䁄㸭㣵㙍䳐䁄 䗪䧟 㸭㣵䝺㛾”

䩍䋂䁄 㣵䁄 㺑䞃䳐 䳐䁄㙍䞃䧟㿗㸲㰴 䞃䰄䁄㸭䗪䋂㿗㸭 㸭㣵䳐 㸭䞃䧟㖽䳐 㺑㸲㙍㸲 䳐䁄䞃㣵䧟㸲㖽 㺑㣵䁄㸭 䍜䰄䗪䗪㖽 䞃䧟㖽 䣮䞃㙍㙍㣵㸲㖽 䞃 䳐㸲䧟䳐㸲 䗪䊿 䍜䰄䗪䗪㖽䁄㸭㣵㙍䳐䁄㰴 㸭㸲 䞃䰄䳐䗪 㸲䝺㣵䁄䁄㸲㖽 䞃 䰄䗪䁄 䗪䊿 㒆㣵㙍䁄䋂㸲㛾 䃻䁄 㺑䞃䳐 䳐䗪䝺㸲㺑㸭䞃䁄 䳐㣵䝺㣵䰄䞃㙍 䁄䗪 䋔㸲䣮䗪䧟㖽 㚹䰄㖽㸲㙍 䮅䧟䣮䰄㸲㰴 䍜䋂䁄 㸭㸲 㸭䞃㖽 䝺䋂䣮㸭 䝺䗪㙍㸲 㒆㣵㙍䁄䋂㸲 䁄㸭䞃䧟 䋔㸲䣮䗪䧟㖽 㚹䰄㖽㸲㙍 䮅䧟䣮䰄㸲㛾

㸭㣵䳐䋂䗪㓊䋂㸭䗪㰴㟶㸭䞃㖽䧟㸭䁄㸲䮅䗪䢮䧟䊿䗪㣵䊜䧟䧟㸲䊿㸲㣵㖽㿗㣵䣮㒎㣵䢮䧟㿗䞃㒎䗪㖽䗪䰄㸲䁄䗪䧟䁄䋂㙍㸲㖽㸲㸭㸭㸲㙍㸭䁄㣵㺑䋂䗪㛾㸭䁄㿗䁄㸭㣵䧟䢮㸲㖽㸲䗪䧟㙍䊿䁄䁄䞃䁄㣵䧟䞃㖽䭀㸲’䳐㣵㸭㸲䞃㿗䧟㣵㙍㸭㸲㙍㛾㸲䳐㸲㷓㸭㣵䝺㷓䰄䝺䣮䞃䰄䊿䰄䞃䳐㸭㸲㖽㸲㒎䞃䣮䓨㙍䊿䁄㸲㸭㸲䞃㖽䋂䢮䳐㺑㖽䗪㙍㰴䝺䗪䁄䝺㰴㸲䧟

㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 㺑䞃䳐 䢮㙍㸲䗪䣮䣮䋂䢮㣵㸲㖽 㺑㣵䁄㸭 㸭㸲㙍 䗪㺑䧟 䁄㸭䗪䋂㿗㸭䁄䳐 䞃䧟㖽 㖽㣵㖽䧟’䁄 䧟䗪䁄㣵䣮㸲㛾 䋔㸭㸲 㿗䋂䰄䢮㸲㖽 㣵䁄 㖽䗪㺑䧟 㣵䧟 䗪䧟㸲 䍜㣵䁄㸲㛾 䓨䊿䁄㸲㙍 䞃 㺑㸭㣵䰄㸲㰴 䳐㸭㸲 䳐䋂㖽㖽㸲䧟䰄㷓 㙍㸲䞃䰄㣵㟶㸲㖽 䁄㸭䞃䁄 㸭㣵䳐 䢮䰄䞃䁄㸲 㺑䞃䳐 䞃䰄㙍㸲䞃㖽㷓 㸲䝺䢮䁄㷓㰴 䞃䧟㖽 㸭㸲㙍 㸲㷓㸲䳐 㺑㣵㖽㸲䧟㸲㖽㛾 “㩍䗪䢮䳐㰴 䃻 䞃䁄㸲 䞃䰄䰄 䗪䊿 䑧䞃㖽’䳐 䣮䞃㒎㸲㛾 䑧䞃㖽㰴 䰄㸲䁄 䝺㸲 䍜㙍㣵䧟㿗 㷓䗪䋂 䳐䗪䝺㸲 䝺䗪㙍㸲㛾”

䓨䳐 䳐㸭㸲 㺑䞃䳐 䞃䍜䗪䋂䁄 䁄䗪 䬓䋂䝺䢮 䗪䊿䊿 䁄㸭㸲 䣮㸭䞃㣵㙍㰴 䊜㣵䧟 䭀㣵㸲 㿗㙍䞃䍜䍜㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 䞃䧟㖽 䰄㣵䊿䁄㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 䋂䢮㛾 䩣㣵䳐 䝺䗪㒆㸲䝺㸲䧟䁄䳐 㺑㸲㙍㸲 䳐䗪 䊿䞃䳐䁄 䁄㸭䞃䁄 㸲㒆㸲䧟 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 㖽㣵㖽䧟’䁄 䧟䗪䁄㣵䣮㸲 㺑㸭㸲䧟 㸭㸲 䳐䁄䗪䗪㖽 䋂䢮㛾

㣵㣵㖽㿗䧟䧟”㱪䗪䭀㣵㸲䊿㙍䝺䗪䧟㸲㸲㛾㖽”䧟䞃㖽㺑䞃䞃㷓㙍㸲㸭㸲㸭䁄㖽㸲䢮㣵㺑㙍䞃㸲䞃㛾䗪䧟䁄䝺䋂㸭䁄䗪㙍䞃㸲䣮㣵㖽㙍㸭㸲㙍䊜㣵䧟䝺䃻'”䧟㿗䋂㙍㷓㸭䁄䗪㖽㛾䞃㷓”

䩣㸲 㸭䞃㖽 䞃䰄䝺䗪䳐䁄 䊿㣵䧟㣵䳐㸭㸲㖽 䞃䰄䰄 䁄㸭㸲 䳐㺑㸲㸲䁄䳐 㸭㸲 㺑䗪䋂䰄㖽 㸲䞃䁄 㣵䧟 㸭㣵䳐 㸲䧟䁄㣵㙍㸲 䰄㣵䊿㸲㛾

㱪㸲㻟䁄 䁄㣵䝺㸲㰴 㸭㸲 㺑䗪䋂䰄㖽 䝺䞃㒎㸲 䳐䋂㙍㸲 䁄䗪 㣵䧟䊿䗪㙍䝺 䁄㸭㸲 㸭䗪䁄㸲䰄 䧟䗪䁄 䁄䗪 䳐㸲㙍㒆㸲 㖽㸲䳐䳐㸲㙍䁄䳐㛾

䍜䋂䗪䁄䞃䰄㣵䁄䰄㸲䁄䊿䋂㣵㣵䧟㛾㖽䳐䁄㸲䳐䞃 㿗䰄㣵㙍 䰄䰄㸲䈗㰴䞃䰄䧟䗪㸲 㸲㛾䋂㸭䧟䗪㿗䞃䁄 㣵䧟㸲㸭㙍 㸲㸭䁄 㸭㸲 䳐㣵㸭㸭㺑䗪㺑䞃䳐䗪䗪䰄㸲㖽㒎䁄㙍䧟䗪䗪㣵䢮 䁄㣵㰴䞃㙍䝺䳐㿗䧟㸭䎻㣵㒎㣵䧟 䝺㸲㸲㸲㖽䳐

“㱪䗪䁄 㸭䋂䧟㿗㙍㷓㽉” 㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 䁄㣵䰄䁄㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 㸭㸲䞃㖽 䞃䧟㖽 䰄䗪䗪㒎㸲㖽 䞃䁄 㸭㣵䝺㰴 䢮䋂㟶㟶䰄㸲㖽 䞃䧟㖽 㺑䗪㙍㙍㣵㸲㖽㛾 “䑧䞃㖽㰴 䞃㙍㸲 㷓䗪䋂 䧟䗪䁄 䊿㸲㸲䰄㣵䧟㿗 㺑㸲䰄䰄㽉”

“㱪䗪㛾”

㸭㺑㷓㖽䁄㣵’䧟㖽䎻㸭㸲䧟㸭㸲㸲㽉䞃䁄䧟㺑䁄䞃䗪䁄

㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂 䣮䗪䋂䰄㖽䧟’䁄 䊿㣵㿗䋂㙍㸲 㣵䁄 䗪䋂䁄㛾 㮚䋂䳐䁄 䞃䳐 䳐㸭㸲 㺑䞃䳐 䞃䍜䗪䋂䁄 䁄䗪 䳐䢮㸲䞃㒎㰴 䳐㸭㸲 䣮䞃䋂㿗㸭䁄 䳐㣵㿗㸭䁄 䗪䊿 䞃 㖽䞃㙍㒎 䊿㣵㿗䋂㙍㸲 㣵䧟 䁄㸭㸲 㖽㣵䳐䁄䞃䧟䣮㸲㛾

㓊㸭䗪䋂㟶㸭䗪䋂’䳐 㸲䞃㙍䳐 䁄㺑㣵䁄䣮㸭㸲㖽㰴 䞃䧟㖽 㸭㸲㙍 㸭㸲䞃㙍䁄 䳐㒎㣵䢮䢮㸲㖽 䞃 䍜㸲䞃䁄㛾㛾 䋔㸭㸲 䁄䋂㙍䧟㸲㖽 㸭㸲㙍 㸭㸲䞃㖽 䁄䗪 䰄䗪䗪㒎㰴 䞃䧟㖽 䳐䋂㖽㖽㸲䧟䰄㷓 㸲㻟䣮䰄䞃㣵䝺㸲㖽㰴 “䎻㸭㸲 䋔㸭䞃㙍䢮 䎻䗪䧟㿗䋂㸲 䮅䧟䣮䰄㸲㽉”

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Chapter 98: The Auction
Qin Lie also looked in the direction Zhouzhou pointed to, but he didn’t see anyone. He was puzzled and asked, “Did you see Ye Lingfeng just now?”

“Yeah,” Zhouzhou pointed in a certain direction. “He’s over there.”

Qin Lie gazed in that direction, but it was empty, and he couldn’t see anyone. However, Zhouzhou wouldn’t be wrong in what she said, so what was Ye Lingfeng doing there? He remembered that direction led to the underground garage. What did he want to do there?

Qin Lie withdrew his gaze, his expression unchanged, and changed the topic. “Let’s go. There’s an auction later. Do you want to go and take a look?”

“An auction?” Zhouzhou tilted her head, not knowing what it was.

Qin Lie explained, “It’s a place where things are sold, and people bid to get the highest price.”

Zhouzhou exclaimed, “Ah,” and instantly lost interest. She shook her head and said, “If so many people are fighting for it, the prices must be high.”

Zhouzhou held onto her bag tightly and shook her head. “I don’t want to go!”

That was a valid point. The prices at auctions were indeed much higher than the normal prices.

Qin Lie didn’t care about the money, but he found it amusing to see the little girl clutching her wallet as if she were a penny-pincher. He smiled and said, “Let’s go. There are some unique items at the auction that you can’t find outside. We’ll just go and have some fun.”

Alright.

Zhouzhou didn’t stop him. She simply leaned against his ear and reminded him, “Dad, let’s just look, but not buy anything, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll listen to you.” Qin Lie’s voice carried a hint of amusement.

As the father and daughter’s conversation drifted into the distance, after they left, there was some movement behind the wall. Chen Tuo poked his head out and looked over, feeling somewhat uncertain. “Boss, did that little girl notice us just now?”

Beside him, Ye Lingfeng casually nodded. “Hmm.”

Being tall, he could clearly see the appearance of the father and daughter. The little girl spoke, and Qin Lie looked at her with concentration and a hint of doting. Seeing this scene, he suddenly felt a twinge of envy.

After a moment, he regained his composure, averted his gaze, and said, “Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

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Upon arriving at the banquet hall, an assistant handed Qin Lie a list of auction items. Zhouzhou also looked at it curiously.

Seeing this, Qin Lie passed the booklet over to her side, allowing her to have a clearer look.

As he had mentioned, most of these items were unique pieces, including many antiques, which were obviously quite valuable.

Qin Lie casually flipped through the pages and remembered what happened earlier. He casually asked, “Is the Ye family auctioning anything?”

“Yes.” The assistant was surprised by how he knew and pointed to one of the auction items. “This one belongs to the Ye family.”

Qin Lie looked at it. It was just an ordinary jade bracelet, worth at most a hundred thousand. It wasn’t anything particularly rare.

Why would the Ye family send such an item?

The assistant explained, “This is a keepsake of the late Mrs. Ye from the Ye family.”

Mrs. Ye, the deceased wife of Ye Lingfeng, An Ya.

He didn’t say anything and was about to flip the page when a chubby little hand reached out and pressed down on his hand. He turned his head in surprise and saw Zhouzhou leaning forward curiously, looking at the jade bracelet.

“This bracelet…” She looked at it with an indescribable feeling, finding it strange.

Looking at her, something came to Qin Lie’s mind, and he said, “Do you like it? If you do, we’ll bid for it later.”

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou instantly snapped out of her thoughts. Her small hand felt as if it had been burned, and she shook her bare head vigorously, like a tambourine. “No, no! The things here are too expensive!”

The smile on Qin Lie’s face deepened, and he flicked her little nose. “Don’t learn from your Second Elder Brother. Money is meant to be spent.”

“But it shouldn’t be spent carelessly.” Zhouzhou hugged him and rubbed against his neck. “Dad, it’s not easy for you to earn money.”

After thinking for a moment, Qin Lie thought it was fine. He didn’t find it difficult to earn money. Money was just a number to him, and he couldn’t be bothered to count how much wealth he had—it was too tiring.

But whenever Zhouzhou mentioned spending money, it was as if Qin Er possessed him. He didn’t say anything and carried her into the auction.

His seat was in the front row with the best view, and the table had already been prepared with a fruit platter according to his instructions.

The other seats only had one platter, but here, the table was almost full, causing everyone to steal a few more glances.

Upon seeing Qin Lie, everyone felt a bit nervous, hoping that they wouldn’t end up bidding against him. After all, who could compete with his financial resources?

Ignoring their changing expressions, Qin Lie put Zhouzhou down and peeled an orange for her, offering it to her mouth.

Zhouzhou skillfully opened her mouth, swinging her chubby legs, and she peeled an orange for him as well, saying, “Dad, you eat too.”

Qin Lie didn’t refuse and ate it.

Seeing this scene, others were even more shocked, looking at them as if they were witnessing something rare and strange.

Is that Qin Lie from the Qin family?

When did he become a stay-at-home dad?

Unaware of the expressions of the crowd, the father and daughter fed each other, creating a heartwarming scene.

Soon, the auction began, and Zhouzhou’s attention was also drawn to it.

The auctioneer enthusiastically introduced the first item, and soon, people started bidding. Each minimum increment was at least a hundred thousand, making Zhouzhou’s eyes widen in disbelief.

Are they all spending money? Is it just paper?

This auction is really about grabbing money!

Zhouzhou couldn’t help but secretly hide her purse behind her and tuck it under her bottom. She couldn’t spend money here!

This was not a place for her, a poor girl who lacked money. She didn’t deserve it!

Beside her, Qin Lie glanced casually at the items up for auction, but his attention was quickly captured by Zhouzhou. Every time she heard someone raise the bid, she had a pained expression as if she was the one spending the money. It was quite amusing.

He was looking at Zhouzhou, and others were looking at him. At first, they were afraid that he might be interested in the items they were bidding on. However, they soon realized that he had no interest in the auction at all. His attention was solely focused on the little girl beside him, and his expression was so gentle that it made them suspect he had been possessed.

Just as this thought arose, he cast a sharp gaze their way, cold as a knife, almost sending them away.

It really was him!

The Qin family’s “King of the Hell”!

The people snapped out of their daze and dared not look again.

Seeing this, Qin Lie retracted his gaze and handed Zhouzhou a cup of water.

Zhouzhou turned her head, holding something in her hand, unable to accept it, so she naturally leaned closer and took a sip from his hand.

After a while, seeing that others had bid and won items, Zhouzhou glanced at Qin Lie, thought for a moment, took out a black gold card from her purse hidden behind her, and said, “Dad, buy whatever you want with this.”

This was the card Grandma Qin had given her at the beginning, which was a supplementary card for Qin Lie. Over this period, Qin Er had sold talismans to her and her family had given her pocket money, all of which was stored inside the card. When she made a contract with Ancestral Master, he wouldn’t take it away, so she had quite a bit of money now.

Other kids’ dads have it, so her dad should have it too.

Although it pained her to spend the money, she couldn’t let her dad lose out.

Unexpectedly, when she said this, Qin Lie raised an eyebrow and teasingly asked, “The things later are quite expensive. They might spend all your money. Are you willing?”

Hearing this, Zhouzhou’s face showed a bit of distress, but she still waved her hand and said, “Dad, go ahead and spend it.”

She could earn it again.

Seeing how much the little girl was pained but still didn’t ask for the card back, Qin Lie couldn’t help but let out a light laugh. His brows relaxed, and he felt happy.

At this moment, the auctioneer presented the jade bracelet they had seen earlier.

Qin Lie absentmindedly played with the black gold card with his fingertips, and with a side glance, he noticed Ye Lingfeng walking in.

He really came for it!