艾玛琳兔子的外出日：一个儿童睡前故事

我是里亚。

This is Ria.

欢迎来到《给小小人的小故事》。

Welcome to Little Stories for Tiny People.

我很高兴地告诉大家，今天有一位特别的嘉宾来到我的小工作室和我们一起讲故事。

I am pleased to say I have a special guest joining me in my tiny studio for our story today.

他马上就到，哦，应该是他来了。

He should be here in just a oh, that must be him.

你好。

Hello.

早上好。

Good morning.

其实，现在应该是下午了。

Well, actually, I guess it's afternoon.

时间过得真快。

Time flies.

我说得对吧？

Am I right?

对。

Yes.

快请进。

Do come in.

好的。

Sure.

你随便坐哪儿都行。

You can sit anywhere, really.

不过那儿不行。

Oh, not there, though.

我一般不把东西放在那堆古董国际报纸上。

I try not to put anything on that stack of antique international newspapers.

其他地方都可以？

But anywhere else?

是的

Yeah.

那个枕头没问题，不过提醒你一下，有点扎人。

That pillow is fine, but just beware it's a little prickly.

不好意思。

Sorry.

我早该提前告诉你的。

I should have told you about that in advance.

这枕头适合容易犯困的客人，但如果你不犯困，那……这个怎么样？

It's good for guests who have trouble staying awake, but if that's not a problem for you, then oh, there?

对。

Yes.

那张折叠桌正好合适。

That that card table is perfect.

别动我的单人纸牌游戏就行。

Just try not to move my solitaire game.

不用了。

No.

没关系。

That's fine.

反正我也快输了。

I was losing anyway.

各位，欢迎我的客人，Declan。

Well, everyone, please welcome my guest, Ducklin.

哎呀。

Oops.

我是说，Declan。

I mean, Declan.

名字是Declan。

It's Declan.

对吧？

Right?

他是一只鸭子。

He's a duck.

真不好意思。

So sorry about that.

不过你平时肯定经常遇到这种情况吧。

You must get that all the time, though.

不是吗？

No?

只有我一个人这样？

Just me?

好的。

Okay.

非常抱歉。

My apologies.

Declan，你准备好了吗？要听这个故事了。

Are you ready for the story, Declan?

太好了。

Excellent.

我觉得大家都准备好了。

I think we're all ready.

来吧，讲吧。

Let's hear it.

故事叫《艾玛琳兔子的一天外出》。

It's called Emmaline Rabbit's Day Out.

Grace，你开始吧。

Take it away, Grace.

记住，没有插图。

Remember, there are no pictures.

你得在脑子里自己想象画面。

You have to imagine the pictures in your mind.

怎么想象都行。

You can imagine them however you want.

好的。

Okay.

开始吧。

Let's go.

埃玛琳兔子怎么也想不起来，自己的帽子到底放哪儿了。

Emmaline Rabbit could not, for the life of her, remember where she'd put her hat.

她清楚地记得，出门天刚亮去觅食时，帽子还挂在门边的钩子上。

She could picture it vividly on the hook by the door when she left to forage at dawn.

后来，她在小径半道上一条溪水的倒影里，模模糊糊看见它贴在自己头上，像一团绿色的苔藓。

Then later, reflected back at her, merckly, resembling a clump of green moss atop her head in the glass like puddle halfway down the trail to the river.

她肯定是一路戴着帽子回家的，之后在壁炉边的扶手椅上小睡前，肯定把它放下了，可就是想不起具体放哪儿了。

She had to have worn it home, set it down somewhere before the nap she'd taken in the armchair by the hearth, but she hadn't a clue where.

我得赶紧找找，”她低声嘀咕着，小心翼翼地在地下家里挪动，生怕吵醒拉瑟福德和孩子们。

I must get a move on, she muttered, quietly shifting around her underground home so as not to wake Rutherford and the children.

她把那些根本不可能的地方翻了个遍，一遍又一遍。

She checked and rechecked unlikely and unlikelier places.

除非有只兔子故意拿它玩捉迷藏，不然帽子不可能在摇椅底下。

For her hat to be under the rocking chair, a bunny would have had to place it there as part of a silly game.

埃玛琳半信半疑地琢磨着。

Emmaline speculated doubtfully.

她一边在伞架后面翻找，一边想到了那只兔子。

A certain bunny came to mind then as she searched behind the umbrella holder.

肯定是达什偷了我的帽子，这小捣蛋鬼。

It would have been Dash who took my hat, that little rascal.

这个念头冒出来时，她心里满是疼爱，还带着一点好笑。

The thought came to her with no shortage of love nor small measure of amusement.

在所有可能的小把戏里，最可疑的莫过于她的小儿子。

Her youngest son was the likeliest suspect of any such trivial crime.

他从来不是故意要让妈妈着急。

He never intended to cause distress to his mother.

这不过是他的奇思妙想匆匆落地后，常带出来的副产品。

It was simply a frequent byproduct of his richly imagined, hastily developed plans.

有一次，寒冬腊月里正炖着根茎类蔬菜汤，埃玛琳伸手去拿盐罐，却发现里面空了，只剩一层细碎的盐末。

Once, midway into cooking a root vegetable stew in the heart of winter, Emmaline reached for the salt shaker only to find it empty, save for a thin dusting of fine crystals.

可她明明昨天才刚装满，为了这包盐，她特地走到森林西边，用三罐腌洋葱换来了从遥远海边驮来的、一只乌龟背上的盐。

But she had filled it only yesterday, having gone all the way to the west end of the forest and traded three whole jars of pickled onions in exchange for a small sack of salt shipped on the back of a turtle from the faraway sea.

最后她发现，那些盐不是撒了，简直是大把大把地泼在了壁炉前的地板上——那里建着一座精致的微型冬日村庄，用松果、石子、树枝和苔藓搭成。

At length, she'd found it sprinkled, well, more like generously poured over an elaborate miniature winter village erected on the floor by the hearth, constructed of pine cones, stones, twigs, and patches of moss.

整个场景设计巧妙，充满童趣，分明就是达什的手笔，连那艘用月桂叶做的雪橇都透着他的风格。

The whole scene, cleverly patterned, humorously arranged, had Dash written all over it, right down to the sled made from a bay leaf.

下一次达什经过厨房时，埃玛琳轻声嘀咕，声音小得像自言自语：真奇怪。

The next time Dash had passed through the kitchen, Emmaline had muttered quietly, so quietly as if to herself, I wonder.

对。

Yes.

真想知道是谁把这么多珍贵的盐用光了。

I wonder who used up all that precious salt.

她看着达什的耳朵一下子竖了起来，肩膀绷紧，尾巴也轻轻抖动。

She had watched as Dash's ears had stood on end, watched as his shoulders tensed and his tail twitched.

达什，”她突然开口，吓了他一跳，原地一蹦。

Dash, she said suddenly, startling him so he hopped in place.

是的，妈妈。

Yes, mommy.

你有没有看到是谁把盐全用在那边那个小冬日村庄上了？

Did you happen to see who used up all the salt for that little winter village over there?

你知道吗？

You know what?

艾玛琳若有所思地摸了摸下巴，说道。

Emmaline said thoughtfully, putting a paw to her chin.

肯定是波莉干的。

It must have been Polly.

我得跟她好好谈谈。

I'll have to have a talk with her.

达什的眼睛一下子瞪大了。

Dash's eyes went wide.

你觉得对她来说，什么样的处罚才合适呢？

What do you think is an appropriate consequence for her?

Dash，你有什么想法吗？

Any ideas, Dash?

他的肩膀开始颤抖，眼睛迅速涌满了泪水，低声说：妈妈，是我干的。

His shoulders began to quiver, then his eyes rapidly filled with tears, and he said, it was me, mommy.

是我把所有的盐都用光了。

I used up all the salt.

我以为那样能做出漂亮的雪，妈妈。

I thought it would make nice snow, mommy.

别怪Polly。

Don't blame Polly.

她根本没参与这件事。

She had nothing to do with it.

她用爪子把他抱起来，擦去他滚烫的眼泪，轻声说：哎呀，别这样。

After gathering him up in her paws and wiping away his hot tears oh, come now.

我们会把它补救好的。

We'll make it right.

埃玛琳让他接下来一小时 painstakingly 地从地上一粒一粒捡起这些珍贵的白色颗粒，过筛后，再放回原来的罐子里。

Emmaline had him spend the following hour painstakingly scooping the precious white grains from the ground, shaking them through a sieve, and returning them to the carton from where they'd come.

他干活的时候，波莉一度走了进来。

Polly wandered in at one point as he worked.

她是家里最小的妹妹，常常跟在他身后穿过沃伦家，用那双大大的棕色眼睛看着他的一举一动。

She was his littlest sister and often trailed behind him through the Warren, taking in all he did with her enormous brown eyes.

埃玛琳听见达什对她说：‘波莉，这盐很珍贵，所以我得把每一粒都捡回来放回瓶子里。’

Emmaline heard Dash tell her, Now, Polly, this salt is very precious, so I'm making sure to get every grain back in the bottle.

哦，好吧。

Oh, okay.

我能帮忙吗？

Can I help?

只有你特别小心才行。

Only if you're very careful.

那顶帽子不在达什平时藏东西的任何地方。

The hat was not in any of Dash's usual hiding spots.

有一次，艾玛琳看见她帽子的那抹绿色从衣橱门底下露了出来。

At one point, Emmaline saw the very same green of her hat peeking out from beneath the closet door.

可她一打开门，发现那绿色原来是兰卡斯特的冬围巾，从衣架上掉下来了。

But when she opened it, the green turned out to be Lancaster's winter scarf fallen from a hanger.

她的帽子怎么找都找不到。

Her hat was nowhere to be found.

艾玛琳想起了玛莉戈尔德昨天的提醒。

Emmaline recalled Marigold's warning from yesterday.

哦，那只乌鸦说明天会晴得刺眼。

Oh, mister crow said it would be blindingly sunny tomorrow.

你得戴顶帽子，而且得是宽边的。

Make sure to wear a hat and a wide brimmed one at that.

我可不能让任何人在我这儿中暑。

I can't have anybody struck with heat stroke on my watch.

既然你非要来帮忙，我至少得保证你干活的时候别晕倒。

Since you insist on coming to help, the least I can do is keep you from fainting while you're at it.

艾米丽里斯可能知道帽子在哪，艾玛琳轻声说道，她想到大女儿，那孩子对沃伦里发生的每件事都了如指掌，不管是进出的人，还是细枝末节的小事，她全都清楚。

Amyryllis might know where it is, Emmaline whispered, thinking of her eldest daughter who seemed to track every coming and going, every detail, every event, no matter how trifling that took place inside the Warren.

但艾米丽里斯和其他人一样，都在睡觉。

But Amyryllis was asleep along with everyone else.

艾玛琳责备自己，居然为了这么点小事，就想着去偷女儿睡觉的时间。

Emmaline trided herself for even thinking of stealing her daughter's sleep for something so small.

哎呀，它到底去哪儿了呢？

Oh, where could it be?

一想到那刺眼的烈日可能会让她那双敏感的蓝眼睛流泪，她就忍不住担心。

The thought of that blazing sun in her sensitive blue eyes threatened to make them water.

但紧接着，她又想到了玛莉戈尔德。玛莉戈尔德自己已经够操心了。

But just behind that thought was another of Marigold who had so many things to worry about already.

她跺着脚，皱起那副像小松鼠似的鼻子，琢磨着这位平时一向守时的朋友，在这重要的一天怎么会迟到。说不定玛莉戈尔德还在担心艾玛琳呢，以为她出了什么意外。

Tapping her foot, scrunching up her squirrelish nose, wondering where her usually punctual friend could be on such an important day, perhaps even worrying about Emmaline, imagining something terrible had befallen her.

这些令人不安的画面让埃玛琳推门冲进了清晨的森林里。

These unacceptable images pushed Emmaline out the door into the morning forest.

幸好天阴着。

Thankfully, it was cloudy.

老乌鸦说错了。

Old mister Crow had it wrong.

埃玛琳蹦蹦跳跳地穿过长满荆棘的小径，穿过茂密的树林。

Emmaline hopped along the brambly trail through thick trees.

虽然是早春，灌木和蕨类却已经绿得密密实实。

It was early spring, but the shrubs and ferns were already dense with green.

空气中满是蝴蝶和鸟儿，它们匆匆飞来飞去，仿佛各有目标。

The air was alive with butterflies and birds flitting here and there with purpose.

枝头缀满紧闭的花苞，眼看就要在几天内绽放出鲜艳的色彩。

Tightly closed flower buds dotted the branches promising to open in bursts of fresh color in the coming days.

不过埃玛琳大概没机会看见了。

Not that Emmaline was likely to see them.

她平时从不走这条路，这个点出门也特别反常。

It was unusual for her to take this trail, unusual for her to be out at this hour too.

平时一早采完食，她就会在烈日当头时睡个午觉，等到黄昏再出来找第二轮吃的。

On any other day, after foraging at dawn, she'd have been in bed for the sun baked hours, then up again at twilight for a second round of food gathering.

但埃玛琳答应过玛格丽特，要帮她布置午夜市集的开幕，那市集从春到秋，一直在森林中央举办。

But Emmaline had promised Marigold she'd help set up for the grand opening of the Midnight Market, which ran from spring to fall in the heart of the forest.

玛格丽特根本没开口求人帮忙。

Marigold hadn't asked for help.

她从来不会开口，哪怕是对最老的朋友，哪怕真到了撑不住的时候——这还是她经营市集的第二年呢。

She would not ask, not even of her oldest friend, not even when she really truly needed the help, and it was only her second year running the market.

她总爱把太多事往自己身上揽，可真到需要帮忙时，又死活不肯向身边人开口。

She had the terrible and terribly common tendency to take on more than she could reasonably expect to accomplish, yet hesitate to ask for help from those around her.

但埃玛琳一听说，原本说好来帮忙的不少人突然都抽不开身：比奇要出城去看他叔叔，鸢尾发烧了，可怜的孩子，还有云雀……

But once Emmaline got wind of the fact that a great many of the expected helpers were suddenly unavailable Birch is headed out of town, has to visit his uncle, Orchid is sick with a fever, the poor thing, and Lark.

哦，对了，云雀为啥来不了，我倒是给忘了。

Oh, well, now I can't remember why Lark can't make it.

埃玛琳坚持今天一定要来，为晚上的开业做准备。

Emmaline had insisted on being there today to prepare for the opening tonight.

玛莉戈尔德皱起了眉头。

Marigold had knitted her brow.

你今天肯定有一大堆事要处理吧。

You must have all kinds of things on your to do list.

别这么说。

Nonsense.

这件事更重要。

This is more important.

什么事都别想拦住我。

Nothing could keep me away.

尤其是丢了一顶帽子——埃玛琳现在想起这事，不禁笑了。

Especially not a missing hat, Emmaline thought now with a smile.

她当时真是傻得可以。

How silly she'd been.

太阳从云后探出头来，但埃玛琳一路上都没眯过一次眼。

The sun was peaking from behind the clouds, but Emmaline had not squinted once on her journey.

不过，当她转过弯时，还是微微皱了皱眉——她知道朋友一眼就会注意到她光秃秃的脑袋。

Still, she winced slightly as she rounded the bend, knowing her friend would immediately zero in on her bare head.

阿米莉恩，她会说。

Ambilene, she'd say.

我可不能让我的老朋友中暑晕倒。

I simply cannot have my oldest friend swoon from sun fever.

空地出现在眼前。

The clearing came into view.

玛莉戈尔德正忙着给几只松鼠布置任务。

Marigold stood giving instructions to several other squirrels.

他们都比我靠谱多了。

All of them responsible more so than me.

埃玛琳心想，她们都戴着宽边帽。

Emmaline mused, wore hats with wide brims.

马利戈尔看到艾玛琳，眼睛一亮，立刻挥了挥手。

When Marigold saw Emmaline, her eyes lit up and she waved.

艾玛琳，太好了，你终于来了。

Emmaline, thank goodness you're here.

她一句也没提艾玛琳没戴帽子的事。

She said nothing about Emmaline's hatlessness.

艾玛琳环顾四周，看着那些还在搭建中的摊位，心里一阵愧疚，觉得自己太以自我为中心了。

Emmaline surveyed the market booths in varying states of assembly and warmed with embarrassment at her own self centeredness.

她忙得连我头上有没有戴帽子都注意不到。

She's much too busy to even notice whether anything's atop my little head.

艾玛琳很快加入了大家的队伍。

Emmaline quickly fell in with the rest of the group.

好了，各位，这是今天我们要完成的任务清单。

Now, everyone, here's a checklist with our goals for the day.

每人拿一张，传下去，咱们一起看看。

You can take one and pass it down, and we'll go through it together.

难怪玛戈洛德一开始不敢开口求助。

It was no wonder Marigold had been hesitant to ask for help.

为盛大开业做准备，真是忙得不可开交。

Readying for the grand opening was a tremendous amount of work.

得搭几十个摊位，撑起遮阳篷，还要给小动物们建个平衡木游乐区，树枝上挂秋千。

There were dozens of booths to assemble, canopies to set up, a play area for small creatures with logs to balance on, and swings strung from branches.

那群来帮忙的松鼠、兔子和土拨鼠，花了整整两个小时，搭起了一个舞台，晚上会有乌鸦组成的蓝草乐队来演出。

The group of squirrels, rabbits, and gophers who came to assist spent a full two hours erecting a stage area where a bluegrass band of ravens would play that evening.

这片林中空地自从去年秋天清空后就一直空着，如今突然热闹起来，场面真是壮观。

It was quite the spectacle, all this activity in a clearing of the forest that had sat empty since mid fall when everything that was presently being put up had been taken down.

白天活动的动物们路过这儿，都停下了脚步，被这番景象吸引。

Day creatures stopped short in their travels when they got a look at the commotion.

大多数人只是静静站着，看着这片曾经空荡荡的地方，一点点变得生机勃勃、井然有序。

Most stood still and silent, content with observing something lively and intricate come together in a once blank spot.

也有人毫不顾忌地大声议论或提问。

Others blurted comments or questions without qualm.

如果你需要新的能量补给供应商，我弟弟唐尼刚开了一家新的补给生意。

If you need a new boost supplier, my brother Donnie is starting up a new boost supply business.

我可以给你朋友价优惠。

I could get you a friends and family discount.

看来今年你这边已经安排好了，不过明年要不要考虑一下？那个派摊位今年还开吗？

I guess it looks like you've got that covered for this year, but maybe next year, I could Is that pie booth returning this year?

就是那个黑莓核桃味的？

The one with the blackberry walnut?

那是我邻居艾利斯的最爱。

That's my neighbor Ellis's favorite.

每到七月我出门时，他都会帮我照看我的宠物蜘蛛，所以我总要送他一个当谢礼。

I always get him one as a thank you for feeding my pet spider when I go away in July.

下午中段，太阳突然从云层后迸发出来。

In mid afternoon, the sun seemed to burst from behind a cluster of clouds.

空气变得闷热，空地上瞬间洒满了刺眼的阳光。

The air became hot and humid, and the clearing was flooded with harsh light.

助手们不时在他们搭起的遮阳棚下休息。

The helpers took breaks now and then beneath the shade of the canopies they had set up.

他们三人一组，走到附近的溪边取水。

They walked in groups of three to the nearby stream for water.

但大部分准备工作都得在露天完成。

But most of the preparations had to be done out in the open.

埃玛琳发现，阳光并没有像她担心的那样让她难受。

Emmaline was pleased to find the sun did not bother her as much as she'd feared.

她一直忙着在摊位之间拉绳子，轻轻把它们连成一片。

She worked steadily stringing up twine from booth to booth, lightly linking them all together.

仿佛在这一天，她头顶始终有一片绿荫，让她能专心做事，不用操心自己敏感的眼睛。

It was as if on this oh so important day, she had a little leafy canopy above her at all times, allowing her to focus on her tasks rather than worrying about her own sensitive eyes.

能全心投入一件有意义的事，暂时忘掉自己，真是种难得的福气。

What a gift to be so wholly engaged in doing something useful that one forgets oneself for a time.

但埃玛琳并没有去想这些。

But Emmaline did not think about any of that.

她什么念头都没有。

She did not think anything at all.

她全神贯注地把最后一段麻绳系在最后一个摊位木板上突出的钉子上。

She was totally absorbed as she knotted the last bit of twine on a nail sticking out of a board on the last booth.

像午夜市集这样的布置工作，一开始通常都有条不紊。

In projects like the Midnight Market setup, it is common for things to begin orderly.

材料会按类别整齐摆放。

Materials are laid out in categories.

工具也都摆出来，方便取用。

Tools are displayed for easy selection.

一切都有计划。

There is a plan.

这次更是如此，那份详细的纸质计划书上画满了精细的图示和备注，因为马里戈尔德是一只极其有条理的松鼠。

In this case, a very detailed paper plan filled with intricate drawings and notes as Marigold was a highly organized squirrel.

但到了这种项目的某个阶段，整个安排往往会变得一团乱。

But there comes a time in such a project when the whole orchestration resembles something closer to a mess.

整个下午剩下的时间，大家都陷在这种杂乱无章的状态里：半搭好的摊位排在空地上，中间散落着被遗忘的工具，木材、金属、苔藓、绳子到处都是。

The whole of the waning afternoon was spent in that hodgepodge state with half constructed booths lining the clearing, half forgotten tools scattered around its center, and materials, wood, metal, moss, rope strewn throughout.

很多兔子都会纳闷，最后这些东西到底怎么才能拼到一块儿去。

Many a rabbit would wonder how everything would come together in the end.

埃玛琳不会。

Not Emmaline.

这种混乱她再熟悉不过了。

The chaos was familiar.

就像她家晚上睡觉前的样子，兔子们活蹦乱跳，兴奋得直叫，把睡衣当飞盘扔，围着床架一圈圈狂跑，把最后一点精力全耗光。

It resembled bedtime at her home with bunnies literally hopping off the walls, screeching with delight, throwing pajamas instead of wearing them, racing one another round the bed frames to release the last of their energy.

每次看起来，和平都永远不会、也不可能降临到兔窝里。

It always appeared as if peace would never, could never settle over the Warren.

但其实它总会来。

But it did.

牙齿最终都刷了，玩具收好了，睡衣套在困倦的脑袋上，毯子紧紧掖在下巴底下，兔窝里那些凌乱的生活碎片，渐渐在一片宁静的睡意中归于平静。

Teeth were eventually brushed, toys put away, pajamas pulled over tired heads, blankets tucked tightly beneath chins, frayed strands of life in the Warren gathered together in a sleepy hush.

每次都能恢复平静与秩序。

Peace and order restored every time.

同样地，工人们慢慢但坚定地完成了摊位，用光了所有剩余材料，把工具一一放回原位，到了黄昏时分，空地又变得整洁有序，准备迎接集市。

And in the same fashion, the workers slowly but surely finished the booths, used up spare materials, returned tools to their designated boxes, and by twilight, the clearing was once again neat and tidy and ready for the market.

还剩最后一件事要做。

There was just one last thing to do.

每隔四五英尺挂一个，看看效果怎么样。

Let's do one every four to five feet and see how it looks.

玛莉歌尔德一整天累坏了，摘下帽子，揉了揉头上打结的毛发。

Marigold, clearly depleted from the long day, removed her hat, and scruffed the matted fur on her head.

克拉克是只不知疲倦的地鼠，正是他主导了入口处大招牌的搭建，现在他又带着其他地鼠，沿着埃玛琳在摊位间拉好的绳子，每隔一段距离挂上灯笼。

Clark, an inexhaustible gopher who had been instrumental in assembling the huge sign that would welcome customers at the entrance of the clearing, led the gophers in hanging lanterns every few feet along the twine Emmaline had laced through the booths.

就在太阳完全落山的那一刻，地鼠们一个个点亮了灯笼，整个空地顿时被温暖的光亮笼罩。

And just as the sun slipped away completely, the gophers lit them up one by one until the clearing was filled with glowing lights.

卖货的商贩们开始源源不断地到来。

The market sellers began arriving in a steady stream.

玛莉歌尔叹了口气。

Marigold sighed.

哦，真是太美了。

Oh, it's enchanting.

和我想象的一模一样。

It's just as I imagined.

非常感谢大家。

Thank you so much, everyone.

没有你们，这事根本办不成。

I could not have made this happen without you.

艾玛琳没带东西来交易，所以对摊贩们不太在意，只留意到一只高个儿松鼠在摆盐摊。

Emmaline had not brought anything to trade, so paid little attention to the vendors except for a tall squirrel setting up a salt booth.

她微微一笑，心里盘算着改天晴朗的夜晚再来一趟。

She smiled to herself and made a mental note to come back soon on a clear night.

毕竟，盐这东西可不好找。

After all, salt was very hard to come by.

埃玛琳回到家时，沃伦里一片安静。

It was quiet in the Warren when Emmaline arrived home.

拉瑟福德从报纸上抬起了头。

Rutherford looked up from his newspaper.

事情进展得怎么样？

How'd it go?

累得够呛，不过最后总算搞定了。

Exhausting, but it all came together in the end.

好几只兔子闻到她来了，从拐角处蹦蹦跳跳地冲过来要抱她。

Several bunnies must have sniffed her out and came bounding around the corner leaping at her for hugs.

你好。

Hello.

这是你画的？

You drew this?

真漂亮。

It's lovely.

咱们把它挂在食品储藏室的门上吧。

Let's hang it on the pantry door.

科基，你给自己剪头发了？

Cookie, did you give yourself a haircut?

听到这话，科基和其余的小家伙们顿时笑成一片，蹦蹦跳跳地跑远了。

At this, Cookie and the rest of them burst into giggles and bounded away out of sight.

达什安静地坐在壁炉旁，专心致志地搭着火柴棒塔。

Dash sat quietly by the fireplace, focused intently on building a tower of toothpicks.

达什，你好，艾玛琳说。

Hello, Dash, Emmaline said.

那一刻，她心里涌起一阵暖意，同时也察觉到，他似乎比昨天看起来更成熟了些。

She felt a rush of affection for him then and a twinge in noticing he somehow looked older than he had yesterday.

他从手里的活计上抬起了头。

He glanced up from his work.

你好，妈妈。

Hello, mommy.

我喜欢你的帽子。

I like your hat.

我喜欢这个绿色。

I like the green color.

所以他真的拿走了。

So he did take it.

埃玛琳眯起眼睛，盯着这个小捣蛋鬼。

Emmaline narrowed her eyes at her little mischief maker.

达什，宝贝，你把我帽子放哪儿了？

Dash, honey, where did you put my But then she noticed his eyes were fixed in a point, slightly above her own.

可她突然发现，他的目光正凝视着她头顶上方的一个点。

Oh, hesitatingly, Emmaline reached up and grasped the brim of her hat.

我怎么就没注意到呢？

But how did I miss?

我怎么没发现头上其实有一片树荫呢？

How did I not notice a leafy canopy above my head indeed?

唯一能做的就是笑一笑。

All there was to do was laugh.

达什，过来一下。

Dash, come here.

埃玛琳最小的儿子从地上爬起来，扑进她怀里。

Emmaline's littlest son rose from the floor and ran into her arms.

哦，达什，我今天真是傻透了。

Oh, Dash, I've been so silly today.

你一向都这么傻。

You're always silly.

你也是。

You too.

所以，德克兰，你觉得这个故事怎么样？

So, Declan, what did you think of the story?

哎呀，糟糕。

Oh, dear.

看来他本该坐在那个扎人的小垫子上。

Apparently, he should have taken the seat in the prickly pillow.

他睡得死死的，不过没关系。

He's out cold, but that's fine.

太好了。

That's swell.

其实，我希望至少有百分之四十三的你们现在正睡着。

In fact, my hope is that at least 43% of you are asleep right now.

至于那些醒着、坐在扎人垫子上的朋友，希望你们喜欢这个故事。

And for those of you wide awake sitting on prickly pillows, I hope you enjoyed the story.

《给小人物的小故事》由我，里亚·赫克托，创作、表演并制作。

Little Stories for Tiny People is written, performed, and produced by me, Rhea Hector.

我的内部技术总监彼得·凯负责维护我的网站，把我的故事上传到网上，供大家欣赏。

My in house tech director, Peter Kay, runs my website and puts my stories in the Internet for all of you to enjoy.

感谢格蕾丝在开头给了我们这么重要的提醒。

Thank you to GRACE for the super important reminder message at the beginning.

再次感谢你们收听。

And thank you, as always, for listening in.