"Now, let me make my closing remarks. ”

"The cats believe that the quacks have a long history of discrimination, and the quacks feel that this kind of derogatory behavior towards the cats is normal. ”

"The main thing is that rats can only croak, not meow, and as long as they meow, they are hybrids and should be disliked. Isn't it?"

The croaking rats responded: "Quack, of course it is! A rat that can't croak is not worthy of being called a mouse! It is a kind of defilement of the rat population!"

"Well, then, meows, do you think this is a biased judgment?" you have worked hard to make all sorts of useful inventions, and you have toiled in the community, and you have to be rejected in every way, just because you can't croak. Do you think that it is a great fallacy to deny the fruits of your labor and the value of a rat by simply screaming?"

"Meow! Yes, the cry is only our outward appearance, but our soul is still the soul of a mouse, the blood that flows is also the blood of a mouse, we are industrious and brave, and we strive to make wealth with our hands, and if we are completely denied just because we can't croak, I will not accept it!"

"Meow! Yes, I don't accept it!"

"Meow! We want war!"

"Meow! we're going to disappear forever!"

"You're really a thug! If you want to go to war, you will go to war, we are not afraid of you!"

In a short period of time, the two groups of rats wanted to fight each other again, and they stomped their feet.

"Listen to me, don't you all want to be beaten!"

This cry directly startled the birds in the forest. The eyes are open, the moon has risen in the middle of the sky, and it seems that it is already late at night.

The hot spring's mouth was a little dry, so he asked Shibai on the side: "Is there any water?"

Shibaku told the hot springs: "The water has been taken away by the snakeheads, and I don't know when they will come back." ”

Hot Springs then glanced around, and found that sure enough, the snake head and the iron armor really followed her instructions to catch the lynx.

"Why don't you look for them? Don't lose yourself if you can't find them, I'm not worried about them at night!"

He let out an ooh and left the wooden bridge.

Before Shibai had gone far, the hot spring stopped him again, and she trotted all the way over, leaned in front of Shiba's ear, and said a few words of care to him. The soft wind blows to the ears, and it is very white and itchy.

After getting the order of the hot spring, Shibai left satisfied.

Now, without the very white, ironclad, and Snake, the hot springs can only truly stand on their own.

She sat on her makeshift bridge, clasped her hands around her chest, glared at the cubs vigorously, and finally rested enough before she got up and spoke again. During the whole process, except for a few little mice who were not afraid of death, the performance of the rest of the mice was quite satisfactory to the hot springs.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense, I'm here to deal with the problem, not to see you guys fight. ”

"Now, I'll give you a hypothesis. If the meows stop meowing, and the quacks stop croaking, will you reconcile?"

The question seemed to stump the two mouses, who stared blankly at each other, apparently unaware of what had not happened.

Seeing that they didn't react, the hot springs had to sing a one-man show by themselves.

"I have the impression that rats are neither meowing nor croaking, but 'squeaking'. If everyone gives up your current name and changes it to 'squeak', won't there be no such thing as 'discrimination'?"

It is impossible to squeak, it is impossible to squeak in this life, and besides, there are no squeaky rats in this world.

Both quacks and cats are trying their best to refute this assumption of the hot springs, and they firmly disagree with the 'squeak'.

"We can't squeak, quack, it's a habit we have formed since our mother's womb, and it's our supreme glory, we can't squeak, you scoundrel who fishes in troubled waters!"

"Whoa! yes! Badass!"

"Meow!

On the issue of linguistic unity, the attitude of these two groups of rats is surprisingly unified. They don't care what happened to each other, and now, they have a common enemy, Hot Springs.

"This human is a villain, we have to defeat her together! No matter how powerful she is, we must keep our traditions!"

"Meow! Down with the humans! Down with the humans!"

Hot Springs wanted to cry without tears, but I didn't expect that she just proposed a solution to the problem, but she was treated so crazy, even if she had a high voice and momentum, and now that the other party was unanimously xenophobic, she was really not easy to start.

"You want to beat me, don't you? Come on! See who can beat whom! I tell you, rats squeak, you are all freaks, you are definitely the despised litter in the rat circle!"

Hot Springs spread her hands, and the mission stimulated these cubs, she wanted to fight poison with poison.

"You still despise your own rats, and I have never seen you such a chaotic and disunited collective!"

"Oh, meowing is a low mouse? Quack is a high mouse? Dreaming! In the eyes of a squeaky mouse, you are all minions!"

Hot Springs also felt that she was scolding too harshly, would she hurt the glass hearts of these little mice?

Not only did she not hurt their glass hearts, but she also made the rats get out of the angry battle and become more and more courageous.

"Meow, it's a mouse, attack me on this unashamed human!"

"Wow! Let's work together!"

So, the rats on the south shore rose up, and the rats on the north shore picked up their forks and attacked the hot springs.

They quickly climbed the wooden bridge, ready to stab their weapons into the hot springs. And the hot springs didn't hurt them, but they stepped into the water with a single step of their legs.

The water in the shallow stream is so shallow that it can only be used past the upper of the hot springs, and indeed, if it goes on like this, the rats will finish playing.

"Look, aren't you cooperable with each other? Why do you forget each other's racial attributes when I say 'squeak'?

A wave of small rats stood on the logs, weapons in their hands, and they were not stinging, nor were they stinging.

Hot Springs continued: "Did you find out? You also hate to be discriminated against, cats have been looked down upon by you for so long, but they are still willing to repay their grievances with virtue, and those bills don't appear for nothing!"

"If you want to destroy the preconceived impression in your mind, you can only establish a new understanding if you completely shatter the old understanding. ”

"Now, I tell you, rats not only squeak, but also baba, bleat, all sorts! Discrimination you discriminate one by one! In the end, you will starve to death and die of thirst, and then other rats will come to see your jokes. They will say, "If you had lived together peacefully, wouldn't you have been eliminated by nature?"

"You see, I'm here today, in a sense, to see your jokes. And you still don't know it. ”

The hot springs sink into the stream, and their mouths keep saying the truth that seems to be chicken soup for the soul, but any mouse who calms down will feel that these words make sense.

The lecture was repeated from late at night until near dawn, and when the morning sun first bloomed, the Iron Armor finally returned with Shibai and Snake.

At the same time, they are holding a nest of rats in their hands, which is exactly what the hot springs call squeaky rats!