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我能听见他们在厨房里说话。听不清楚他们说的是什么,但他们在争吵。过了会儿,争吵声没有了,她哭了起来。我用胳膊捅了捅乔治。我以为他会醒来,对他们说点什么,好让他们觉得内疚而停下来。但乔治就是这么一个混球,他开始又踢又叫。“别捅我,你这个狗娘养的,”他说,“我告你的状去!”“你这个笨狗屎,”我说,“你就不能聪明一回?他们在吵架,妈在哭。你听。”他把头从枕头上抬起来听了一会儿。
I can hear them talking in the kitchen. Can not understand what they are saying, but they are arguing. A moment later, the quarrel was gone and she cried. I stabbed George with my arm. I thought he would wake up and say something to them to stop them feeling guilty. But George is such a ball, he started to kick and call. “Do not stab me, you bastard raise, ” he said, “I told you to go! ” “You stupid shit, ” I said, “You can not be clever back They are quarreling, mother crying, you listen. ”He lifted his head from his pillow and listened for a moment.