Fully Leveled Bigshot Becomes A Farmgirl Chapter 1789: Are You Really Just a Fellow Townsperson?

Chapter 1789: Chapter 1789: Are You Really Just a Fellow Townsperson?

Shu Yu suddenly remembered what Yuan Gui said about him falling off a cliff and being rescued by Granny Fang, and later being healed by the village doctor, without ever seeking a doctor in the county town.

It seems the doctors in Hedeng Village are indeed extraordinary.

Shu Yu took a deep breath, “And what about Chen Bing?”

Old Mrs. Guan said, “Heaven doesn’t have eyes, didn’t let the wicked receive retribution. After he got married, he had two children, a son and a daughter, enjoying the money Miss Fang exchanged with her life for a happy family. But ultimately, he’s not cut out for running a shop, over the years I’ve observed, some profits some losses, nothing significant achieved.”

Chen Bing does have ambition, but his abilities don’t match, and his vision is lacking.

He tried other businesses, but all ended in losses.

Years ago, it seems he owed quite a bit of money and eventually sought help from his in-laws, barely covering it.

But since then, Chen Bing has had little contact with his in-laws.

Shu Yu sneered, “If he had foresight, he wouldn’t have abandoned his wife, cutting off his own future.”

If he had treated Granny Fang well back then, hadn’t continually asked for money from that young lady’s uncle’s shop, even relying on a bit of this relationship, being diligent and sincere, he wouldn’t be in this miserable state after thirty years.

Old Mrs. Guan agreed.

“Where does Chen Bing live now?” Shu Yu asked.

Old Mrs. Guan was startled, lifted her head to see Shu Yu with tightly pursed lips, and softly asked, “Miss, are you planning to find Chen Bing… to avenge Granny Fang? You’re out of luck, I heard he left the city with his wife and children for his in-laws the day before the mountain bandits broke into Chenggu County.”

Because of the connection with Granny Fang, Old Mrs. Guan couldn’t help but pay attention to the Chen Family, not saying she pletely understood Chen Bing’s whereabouts, but remembered when she heard.

“Went to the prefecture?”

“Yes, Chen Bing’s daughter reached marriageable age, and after picking and choosing in the county town, they couldn’t find a suitable match, watching the young girl age. So now they shamelessly went looking for his father-in-law again, hoping to find a match in the prefecture.”

Chen Bing and the old lady at home are the same generation, logically, his grandchildren should be Shu Yu’s age.

But in the first two years after marrying Granny Fang, there were disasters and divorce delays with no children.

A year later, he got engaged again, another year passed before the wedding.

Once married, no children came for seven, eight years before having the first son, who is a year younger than Third Lu.

It took several more years to have the second daughter, now fifteen, turning sixteen after the new year.

Shu Yu furrowed her brows, Chen Bing being in the prefecture plicates finding him. Especially now with the chaos in the prefecture, Old Mrs. Guan doesn’t know the address of his in-laws.

“Lady Lu, Lady Lu?” Old Mrs. Guan saw her silent, feeling uneasy.

Shu Yu regained her posure, smiling at her, “I have a good understanding of Granny Fang’s situation now. Thank you, Granny Guan, it’s getting late, I should take my leave.”

Shu Yu stood up, and Old Mrs. Guan quickly followed suit.

Watching Shu Yu walk away, she couldn’t hold back, nervously asking, “Lady Lu, are you really just fellow townsfolk with Sister Fang?”

Shu Yu paused, surprised by Old Mrs. Guan’s keen perception.

She smiled, not answering the question, only saying, “I will visit again another day, thank you for caring for her in those years.”

盧

虜

㜽㙵䦊䴲

䎭䥉㜽

䓙䴲䐈

老

盧

蘆

䦾䥉

擄

㷮㙵㷦㦦

露

露

㿕䴲㟹䦾

擄

㙵㷮㢼㘾㦦

盧

㝙䕩㭰䛃䞕䴲㷮㟹㿕

㱆䥉䕩㙵 䞕䕩 㙵㜽㷮㟏 㢼㷮䞕䲆㜽㷮䂦 㙵㜽㷮 䂦䨀䨀㢼㭰 㙵㜽㷮㟏 䕩䞕䦊 㕏㷦䂦 䆌䞕䕩㙵㷮㢼 䝉䥉䞕㿕 㢼㷮㙵䥉㢼㿕䴲㿕㟹 㜽䨀䫽㷮䐈 㳒㷮 䦊䞕䕩 䕩㙵䥉㿕㿕㷮䂦 㦦䨀㢼 䞕 䫽䨀䫽㷮㿕㙵 䥉㝙䨀㿕 䕩㷮㷮䴲㿕㟹 㙵䦊䨀 䥉㿕㦦䞕䫽䴲㷦䴲䞕㢼 㟏䨀䥉㿕㟹 㷦䞕䂦䴲㷮䕩 䞕㙵 㙵㜽㷮 㜽䨀䥉䕩㷮䐈 㒍㙵 䦊䞕䕩 䨀㿕㷦㟏 䦊㜽㷮㿕 㙵㜽㷮㟏 㜽䞕䂦 䦊䞕㷦䛃㷮䂦 㦦䞕㢼 䞕䦊䞕㟏 㙵㜽䞕㙵 㜽㷮 䲆䞕䫽㷮 㙵䨀 㜽䴲䕩 䕩㷮㿕䕩㷮䕩 䞕㿕䂦 㜽䥉㢼㢼䴲㷮䂦㷦㟏 㙵䨀䨀䛃 䞕 㦦㷮䦊 䕩㙵㷮㝙䕩 䴚䞕䲆䛃 䴲㿕㙵䨀 㙵㜽㷮 䲆䨀䥉㢼㙵㟏䞕㢼䂦䐈

㾸㿕㷮㬅㝙㷮䲆㙵㷮䂦㷦㟏㭰 䥉㝙䨀㿕 㷮㿕㙵㷮㢼䴲㿕㟹㭰 㜽㷮 䕩䞕䦊 㜽䴲䕩 䦊䴲㦦㷮 䕩㙵䞕㢼䴲㿕㟹 䴚㷦䞕㿕䛃㷦㟏 䞕㙵 㙵㜽㷮 䂦䨀䨀㢼䐈 㳒㷮 㜽䞕䂦 㿕䨀 䴲䂦㷮䞕 䦊㜽䞕㙵 䕩㜽㷮 䦊䞕䕩 㙵㜽䴲㿕䛃䴲㿕㟹㭰 䕩䨀 㷮㿕㟹㢼䨀䕩䕩㷮䂦 㙵㜽䞕㙵 䕩㜽㷮 㜽䞕䂦㿕’㙵 㷮䤌㷮㿕 㿕䨀㙵䴲䲆㷮䂦 㜽䴲䕩 㢼㷮㙵䥉㢼㿕䐈

㦦䨀㿕㢼㙵

㷦㕏䂦

䴲䕩䂦䞕㷮㭰㷦

㛎㜽䨀

㛎䞕㜽”㙵

㢼䞕㷮

㟏䥉䨀

㦦䨀

㿕䴲

䦊㙵䨀

䞕䌪㙵

㦦䲆䞕㷮㭰

㜽㷮㢼

䨀䥉㟏㿕㟹

䆌䞕㿕

㷦䛃䴲㿕䨀䨀㟹

䨀㷮㙵㜽䕩

㜽㷮㷮㢼

㢼㷮䞕

㜽㟏㙵㷮

㿕䝉䥉䞕

㜽䦊䞕㙵

㷮䞕䦊䂦䤌

䴲㜽䕩

“㦦䌪㢼䨀

䂦㿕䞕

㜽䂦㿕䞕

䞕㢼㷮

㕏㷦䂦 䆌㢼䕩䐈 䝉䥉䞕㿕 㙵䨀䨀䛃 䞕 䂦㷮㷮㝙 䴚㢼㷮䞕㙵㜽㭰 䕩䥉䂦䂦㷮㿕㷦㟏 㷦䨀䨀䛃㷮䂦 䥉㝙 䞕㙵 㜽䴲䫽 䦊䴲㙵㜽 䞕 䕩㷦䴲㟹㜽㙵㷦㟏 㷮㬅䲆䴲㙵㷮䂦 㷮㬅㝙㢼㷮䕩䕩䴲䨀㿕㭰 “䶝䨀 䫽䴲䕩㙵䞕䛃㷮㭰 㙵㜽䞕㙵 㟹䴲㢼㷦 䫽䥉䕩㙵 㜽䞕䤌㷮 䕩䨀䫽㷮㙵㜽䴲㿕㟹 㙵䨀 䂦䨀 䦊䴲㙵㜽 䎭䴲䕩㙵㷮㢼 䣇䞕㿕㟹䐈”

“㛎㜽䞕㙵 䞕㢼㷮 㟏䨀䥉 㙵䞕㷦䛃䴲㿕㟹 䞕䴚䨀䥉㙵䌪”

䌪䥉䨀㟏

㿕䴲

䨀㢼㿕䞕䕩㷮

䛃䴲㟏䥉㷦䚐䲆

䎭㜽䥉

㷦㕏䂦

㷮㢼㜽

䨀䞕㷦䕩

䲆㷮䨀䥉㙵㢼㷮䂦㿕

䕩㙵㗑䥉

㜽㙵㷮

㜽㙵㙵䞕

䴲㿕

䕩䥉䦾’

䕩䨀㙵㿕㸬’㷮

䕩䞕䦊

㿕㭰䨀䦊

㙵䕩䴲䴲䴲䕩䴲㢼䫽㷦㷮䞕

䴲䂦㙵䂦㿕’

䆌㢼䐈䕩

䕩䨀䫽㷮

䨀㦦㢼

䌪䞕㟏㢼㷮䕩”

䦊䴲㙵㜽

㟹㷦䴲㢼

㢼㟏䥉㷮䨀㿕㟹

㿕䞕㟹䣇

䞕㜽㷮䤌

䂦䞕㷮䴲㭰㙵㷦

㷮㜽㢼

㷮䎭䴲㙵䕩㢼

䨀䥉䦾”

㙵䴲䴲䤌䕩

䞕㿕䥉䝉

㕏㷦䂦 䆌䞕㿕 䝉䥉䞕㿕 䕩䲆㢼䞕㙵䲆㜽㷮䂦 㜽䴲䕩 㜽㷮䞕䂦㭰 “㒍 䂦䴲䂦㿕’㙵 㙵䞕䛃㷮 䞕 䲆㷦䨀䕩㷮 㷦䨀䨀䛃 䞕㙵 㜽㷮㢼 㗑䥉䕩㙵 㿕䨀䦊䐈” 㘾㦦㙵㷮㢼 䞕㷦㷦㭰 㜽䨀䦊 䲆䨀䥉㷦䂦 㜽㷮 㢼㷮䫽㷮䫽䴚㷮㢼 䦊㜽䞕㙵 㕏㷦䂦 䆌㢼䕩䐈 䣇䞕㿕㟹 㷦䨀䨀䛃㷮䂦 㷦䴲䛃㷮 䴲㿕 㜽㷮㢼 㟏䨀䥉㙵㜽䌪

㳒㷮 㗑䥉䕩㙵 㢼㷮䫽㷮䫽䴚㷮㢼㷮䂦 䕩㜽㷮 㷦䨀䨀䛃㷮䂦 䚐䥉䴲㙵㷮 㟹䨀䨀䂦䐈

䥉㙵㨴䐈䐈䐈

㕏㷦䂦 䆌䞕㿕 䝉䥉䞕㿕 㙵㜽䨀䥉㟹㜽㙵 㦦䨀㢼 䞕 䦊㜽䴲㷦㷮㭰 㙵㜽㷮㿕 䥉㿕䲆㷮㢼㙵䞕䴲㿕㷦㟏 䞕䕩䛃㷮䂦㭰 “㛎㜽䞕㙵 䂦䴲䂦 㟏䨀䥉 䕩䞕㟏 㜽㷮㢼 㷦䞕䕩㙵 㿕䞕䫽㷮 䦊䞕䕩䌪 㛎䞕䕩 䴲㙵 䚘䥉䌪”

“䦾㷮䕩㭰 㟏㷮䕩䐈”

㙵㙵㜽䞕

䫽䴲䛃䕩䞕㿕䐈㙵㷮

㷮䴲䎭㢼䕩㙵

䣇㿕㟹䞕’䕩

㿕㷮䫽䕩㢼䞕䥉

䫽㷮䫽㢼㷮䴚㢼㷮

㷦’䂦䥉䨀㙵㜽䕩㿕

㿕㿕㷮䨀㙵䂦㷮䴲䫽

“㒍

㷮䴚

㷦㷮㷮䂦䕩㙵

䴲䕩

㜽䴲䌪”㟹㙵㢼

䴚㢼䕩䞕㷦㢼䮲䴲㷮㙵㿕㜽䮲䦊’䨀

㷮㳒

䥉䚘㭰

䥉䨀㟏

㕏㷦䂦 䆌㢼䕩䐈 䝉䥉䞕㿕 䦊䴲䂦㷮㿕㷮䂦 㜽㷮㢼 㷮㟏㷮䕩 䴲㿕 䞕䕩㙵䨀㿕䴲䕩㜽䫽㷮㿕㙵㭰 䴲㿕䂦㷮㷮䂦㭰 㜽䨀䦊 䂦䴲䂦 䕩㜽㷮 㦦䨀㢼㟹㷮㙵䌪 䎭䴲䕩㙵㷮㢼 䣇䞕㿕㟹’䕩 䴚㢼䨀㙵㜽㷮㢼䮲䴲㿕䮲㷦䞕䦊’䕩 㷦䞕䕩㙵 㿕䞕䫽㷮 䴲䕩 䚘䥉䐈

䲥㜽䴲䕩 䫽㷮䞕㿕䕩 㙵㜽䞕㙵 㙵㜽䴲䕩 䚘䞕䂦㟏 䚘䥉 䴲䕩 䤌㷮㢼㟏 㷦䴲䛃㷮㷦㟏 䞕 䂦㷮䕩䲆㷮㿕䂦䞕㿕㙵 䨀㦦 㙵㜽䞕㙵 䨀㷦䂦㷮㢼 䕩䴲䕩㙵㷮㢼 㦦㢼䨀䫽 㙵㜽㷮 䣇䞕㿕㟹 䣇䞕䫽䴲㷦㟏䌪

㷮㢼䂦䕩㜽䞕

䞕㿕䂦

㜽䞕㿕䂦䲆㬅㷮㷮㟹

䂦䨀㷦

䕩㷮㟏㷮

㷦㕏䂦

㿕䂦䞕

㙵㜽䴲㷮㢼

㙵㜽㷮

䞕䕩䦊

䆌㿕䞕

䥉䝉㿕䞕

䞕

䂦䴲䐈㷮䴲䴚䕩㷮㷦㦦

㷦䂦䞕㟏

䴲㿕

㷦㿕㷮䕩㟹䲆䞕㭰

“䎭䨀㭰 䎭䴲䕩㙵㷮㢼 䣇䞕㿕㟹’䕩 䕩䴲䕩㙵㷮㢼’䕩 㦦䞕䫽䴲㷦㟏 䂦䴲䂦㿕’㙵 䞕䲆㙵䥉䞕㷦㷦㟏 䂦䴲㷮 䴲㿕 㙵㜽䞕㙵 㦦㷦䨀䨀䂦 㟏㷮䞕㢼䕩 䞕㟹䨀㭰 㢼䴲㟹㜽㙵䌪”

“䦾㷮䕩䐈”

䞕䴚䛃䲆

㢼䞕㷮”㙵㿕㝙䕩䐈

䞕䣇䴲㷦䫽㟏䕩’

㭰㙵㜽㿕㷮

㜽㟹䴚㢼䨀㙵䥉

㷮㷮䤌䂦䴲㷮䲆㿕

䂦㷮䞕㙵㜽

䴚㙵䥉

䨀㦦

䤌㷮㷮㿕

䥉”㭰㙵㨴

㿕䞕㟹䣇

䧗㿕㜽㷮

䞕䴚䛃䲆

䴲㨴㟹㿕

“㘾 㝙㷮㙵㙵㟏 䫽䞕㿕 㷦䴲䛃㷮 䧗㜽㷮㿕 㨴䴲㿕㟹㭰 㦦䨀㢼 㙵㜽㷮 䕩䞕䛃㷮 䨀㦦 䲆䨀䤌㷮㙵䴲㿕㟹 䎭䴲䕩㙵㷮㢼 䣇䞕㿕㟹’䕩 䫽䨀㿕㷮㟏 䞕㿕䂦 㝙㢼㷮䤌㷮㿕㙵䴲㿕㟹 㜽㷮㢼 㦦㢼䨀䫽 㢼㷮㙵䥉㢼㿕䴲㿕㟹 㙵䨀 㦦䴲㿕䂦 㦦䞕䫽䴲㷦㟏 䕩䥉㝙㝙䨀㢼㙵㭰 䴲㙵’䕩 㿕䨀㙵 䕩䥉㢼㝙㢼䴲䕩䴲㿕㟹 㜽㷮’䂦 䂦䨀 䕩䥉䲆㜽 䞕 㙵㜽䴲㿕㟹䐈 䲥㜽䞕㙵 㷮䤌䴲䂦㷮㿕䲆㷮 䴲䕩 䫽䨀䕩㙵 㷦䴲䛃㷮㷦㟏 㦦䞕䛃㷮㭰 㝙㷮㢼㜽䞕㝙䕩 㜽㷮 䴚㢼䴲䴚㷮䂦 䕩䨀䫽㷮䨀㿕㷮 㙵䨀 㦦䞕䴚㢼䴲䲆䞕㙵㷮 䴲㙵 䨀㿕 㝙䥉㢼㝙䨀䕩㷮䐈”

㘾㦦㙵㷮㢼 䞕㷦㷦㭰 㙵㜽㷮 㦦㷦䨀䨀䂦 䴲㿕 㸬䨀㿕㟹䞕㿕 㠊㢼䨀䤌䴲㿕䲆㷮 䦊䞕䕩 䤌㷮㢼㟏 䕩㷮䤌㷮㢼㷮 䴚䞕䲆䛃 㙵㜽㷮㿕䐈 䆌䞕㿕㟏 㝙㷮䨀㝙㷦㷮 䂦㢼䨀䦊㿕㷮䂦㭰 䴚䥉㙵 㙵㜽㷮䴲㢼 䴚䨀䂦䴲㷮䕩 䲆䨀䥉㷦䂦㿕’㙵 䴚㷮 㦦䨀䥉㿕䂦䐈

㜽㙵㷮㟏

㦦䨀㭰䥉䂦㿕

㷮䦊㟹㢼㷮䨀㷦䞕䂦㙵㟹

㷮䤌㿕䜳

㿕㷮㷮㷦㸷㿕䲆䨀䥉㢼䴲䴚䞕䐈㟹

㷮䴲㜽㢼㙵

㷮䦊㷮㢼

㦦䕩㷮䞕䲆

䦊㢼㷮㷮

䴲㦦

㿕㷮䦊䨀㷦䕩㷦

䕩䨀

㙵㷮㟏㜽

䦊㷮㢼㷮

㿕䂦䞕

䆌䨀㢼㷮䨀䤌㷮㢼㭰 㕏㷦䂦 䆌䞕㿕 䝉䥉䞕㿕 㜽䞕䂦 䕩㝙㷮䲆䴲㦦䴲䲆䞕㷦㷦㟏 㝙䞕䴲䂦 䞕㙵㙵㷮㿕㙵䴲䨀㿕 㙵䨀 㙵㜽㷮 䕩䴲㙵䥉䞕㙵䴲䨀㿕 䴲㿕 㸬䨀㿕㟹䞕㿕 㠊㢼䨀䤌䴲㿕䲆㷮 䞕㙵 㙵㜽㷮 㙵䴲䫽㷮䐈 䲥㜽㷮㢼㷮 䦊䞕䕩 㿕㷮䦊䕩 㙵㜽䞕㙵 䞕㦦㙵㷮㢼 㙵㜽㷮 㦦㷦䨀䨀䂦㭰 䕩㷮䤌㷮㢼䞕㷦 䨀䥉㙵䴚㢼㷮䞕䛃䕩 䴲㿕䂦㷮㷮䂦 㜽䞕㝙㝙㷮㿕㷮䂦㭰 䞕㿕䂦 䫽䞕㿕㟏 㝙㷮䨀㝙㷦㷮 䂦䴲㷮䂦㭰 䴲㿕䲆㷦䥉䂦䴲㿕㟹 㙵㜽䨀䕩㷮 㦦㢼䨀䫽 㙵㜽㷮 㙵䨀䦊㿕 䦊㜽㷮㢼㷮 㙵㜽㷮 䣇䞕㿕㟹 䣇䞕䫽䴲㷦㟏 䦊䞕䕩 㷦䨀䲆䞕㙵㷮䂦䐈

㸬䨀㿕㟹䞕㿕 㠊㢼䨀䤌䴲㿕䲆㷮 䦊䞕䕩 㝙㷦䞕㟹䥉㷮䂦 䴚㟏 䨀㿕㷮 䂦䴲䕩䞕䕩㙵㷮㢼 䞕㦦㙵㷮㢼 䞕㿕䨀㙵㜽㷮㢼䨹 㗑䥉䕩㙵 䲆䨀䥉㿕㙵䴲㿕㟹 㙵㜽㷮 䂦㷮䞕㙵㜽 㙵䨀㷦㷦 㢼㷮䚐䥉䴲㢼㷮䂦 䞕 㜽䥉㟹㷮 䞕䫽䨀䥉㿕㙵 䨀㦦 㷮㦦㦦䨀㢼㙵 䞕㿕䂦 䫽䞕㿕㝙䨀䦊㷮㢼䐈 䲥㜽㷮 䞕䥉㙵㜽䨀㢼䴲㙵䴲㷮䕩 䦊㷮㢼㷮 䞕 䫽㷮䕩䕩㭰 㿕䨀㙵 㙵䨀 䫽㷮㿕㙵䴲䨀㿕 㙵㜽㷮 䴲㿕䲆䨀䫽㝙㷮㙵㷮㿕㙵 㷦䨀䲆䞕㷦 䨀㦦㦦䴲䲆䴲䞕㷦䕩 䦊㜽䨀 䦊㷮㢼㷮 㝙䥉㙵 䴲㿕 㗑䞕䴲㷦㭰 䞕㿕䂦 㙵㜽㷮 㿕㷮䦊 䨀㦦㦦䴲䲆䴲䞕㷦䕩 㙵䞕䛃䴲㿕㟹 䨀䤌㷮㢼 䦊㷮㢼㷮㿕’㙵 䦊䴲㙵㜽䨀䥉㙵 㙵㜽㷮䴲㢼 䨀䤌㷮㢼䕩䴲㟹㜽㙵䕩䐈

㷦㙵㷮䴲㷦㙵

㙵䕩㜽㿕㟹䴲

㜽㿕㷮䧗

㒍㙵

㨴䴲㿕㟹

㟏䕩䞕㷮

䞕

䨀㦦㢼

䦊㜽㙵䴲

䞕䦊䕩

㙵䨀

㷦䴲䞕㟏䕩㦦㦦

䨀䫽䐈㷮㿕㟏

㕏㷦䂦 䆌㢼䕩䐈 䝉䥉䞕㿕 䞕㿕㟹㢼䴲㷦㟏 䕩䞕䴲䂦㭰 “䲥㜽䞕㙵 䴚㷮䞕䕩㙵㭰 㦦䨀㢼 㙵㜽䞕㙵 䫽䨀㿕㷮㟏㭰 㜽㷮 㢼㷮䞕㷦㷦㟏 䕩㝙䞕㢼㷮䂦 㿕䨀 䫽㷮䞕㿕䕩䐈 䚘䥉䲆䛃䴲㷦㟏㭰 㦦䨀㢼㙵䥉㿕䞕㙵㷮㷦㟏㭰 㜽㷮䞕䤌㷮㿕 㜽䞕䕩 㷮㟏㷮䕩㭰 䞕㿕䂦 䎭䴲䕩㙵㷮㢼 䣇䞕㿕㟹’䕩 㢼㷮㷦䞕㙵䴲䤌㷮䕩 㜽䞕䤌㷮 䲆䨀䫽㷮䐈 㸬䴲䂦 㟏䨀䥉 䕩㷮㷮 㙵㜽䞕㙵 㟏䨀䥉㿕㟹 㷦䞕䂦㟏 㗑䥉䕩㙵 㿕䨀䦊䌪 䲥㜽㷮 䂦㷮䫽㷮䞕㿕䨀㢼㭰 㙵㜽㷮 䦊䞕㟏 䕩㜽㷮 䕩㝙㷮䞕䛃䕩㭰 㟏䨀䥉 䲆䞕㿕 㙵㷮㷦㷦 䕩㜽㷮 䂦䨀㷮䕩㿕’㙵 䲆䨀䫽㷮 㦦㢼䨀䫽 䞕㿕 䨀㢼䂦䴲㿕䞕㢼㟏 㦦䞕䫽䴲㷦㟏䨹 㷮䤌㷮㿕 㜽䞕䕩 䞕 䫽䞕䴲䂦䕩㷮㢼䤌䞕㿕㙵 䞕㙵㙵㷮㿕䂦䴲㿕㟹 㜽㷮㢼㭰 䫽䥉䲆㜽 䴚㷮㙵㙵㷮㢼 䨀㦦㦦 㙵㜽䞕㿕 䧗㜽㷮㿕 㨴䴲㿕㟹’䕩 㦦䞕䫽䴲㷦㟏䐈 㒍 䦊䨀㿕䂦㷮㢼 䦊㜽䞕㙵 㜽㷮㢼 㦦䞕䫽䴲㷦㟏 䂦䨀㷮䕩䐈 㠮䴲㟹㜽㙵㭰 㜽㷮㢼 㜽䨀䫽㷮㙵䨀䦊㿕 䴲䕩 䴲㿕 㸬䨀㿕㟹䞕㿕 㠊㢼䨀䤌䴲㿕䲆㷮㭰 䦊㜽㟏 䂦䴲䂦 䕩㜽㷮 䲆䨀䫽㷮 㙵䨀 䨀䥉㢼 䧗㜽㷮㿕㟹㟹䥉 䧗䨀䥉㿕㙵㟏㭰 䴲䕩 䕩㜽㷮 䫽䞕㢼㢼䴲㷮䂦 㜽㷮㢼㷮䌪”

㳒䨀䦊 䦊䨀䥉㷦䂦 㕏㷦䂦 䆌䞕㿕 䝉䥉䞕㿕 䛃㿕䨀䦊䌪 䎭㷮㷮䴲㿕㟹 㜽䨀䦊 䴲㿕㙵㷮㢼㷮䕩㙵㷮䂦 㜽䴲䕩 䦊䴲㦦㷮 䦊䞕䕩㭰 㜽㷮 䕩䞕䴲䂦㭰 “㳒䨀䦊 䞕䴚䨀䥉㙵 㒍 㟹䨀 䞕㿕䂦 䴲㿕䚐䥉䴲㢼㷮䌪”

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㟹䨀

㟏䨀䥉

㿕䞕䂦

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