Chapter 13

13 TEDISON AND MR. CHIMP SIT QUIETLY ON A PICNIC BLANKET, perched on the ridge above the Midville Woods. A single cricket chirps in the fading light. "Ahhhhh, Midville Wind Farm..." T. Edison picks a daisy, sniffs it, then crushes it in one hand and throws it into the weeds above the line of shattered wind-turbine parts and broken blades.

泰迪森和猩猩先生安静地坐在米德维尔森林上方山脊上的野餐毯上。 一只蟋蟀在渐暗的光线中鸣叫。 “啊，米德维尔风电场……” 爱迪生摘了一朵雏菊，闻了闻，然后用一只手把它压碎，扔到一排破碎的风力涡轮机部件和破碎的叶片上方的杂草中。

"...done!" T. Edison pulls out his notebook and makes his second black check mark of the day. "Just the Midville Solar Array left." T. Edison and Mr. Chimp look out over the motionless piles of Midville Wind Farm rubble. The lone cricket rubs out one more weak chirp. "Good work today, Mr. Chimp." "Oooh-ooh," Mr. Chimp agrees. "Let's celebrate." T. Edison hands Mr. Chimp a brown paper bag with MR. CHIMP written on it. He opens the other bag, trying to hide the TOMMY written on the front. "Mmm, let me see what we— Oh, yuck! Salami-and-banana sandwich? I hate salami and bananas!" Mr. Chimp reaches into his bag and happily chomps his snack.

“…!”爱迪生拿出他的笔记本，做了今天的第二个黑色勾号。 “只剩下米德维尔太阳能阵列了。” 爱迪生和黑猩猩先生看着米德维尔风力发电场的碎石堆。 孤独的蟋蟀又发出一声微弱的啁啾。 “今天干得好，黑猩猩先生。” “哦哦，”黑猩猩先生表示同意。 “让我们庆祝。”爱迪生递给黑猩猩先生一个装有MR的棕色纸袋。 上面写着猩猩。他打开另一个袋子，试图把写在前面的“汤米”藏起来。 “嗯，让我看看我们——哦，恶心！”Salami-and-banana三明治? 我讨厌香肠和香蕉！”猩猩先生把手伸进包里，开心地嚼着零食。

"What do you have?" Mr. Chimp signs:

“你有什么？”黑猩猩先生的手势：

"Trade me," says T. Edison. Mr. Chimp shakes his head no. "You have to trade me. I'm your boss." Mr. Chimp shakes his head again. He signs:

“交易我吧，”爱迪生说。 黑猩猩先生摇了摇头。 “你必须把我换掉。我是你的老板。” 猩猩先生又摇了摇头。 他的迹象:

"Don't tell me what I will like and won't like. I. Am. The. Boss. Trade me now!" Mr. Chimp looks at T. Edison. Mr. Chimp likes bananas and he likes salami. Mr. Chimp shrugs and trades snack bags. Edison grabs a stalk of peanut butter and raisin–filled celery and stuffs it into his mouth. "MMMrrrr rrrrummm ahhh," says T. Edison with his mouth full. Mr. Chimp watches and waits. T. Edison chews, stops, frowns, sticks his tongue out, and grabs something alive and

“不要告诉我喜欢什么，不喜欢什么。 i。的。的老板。现在就把我换了！”猩猩先生看着T。 爱迪生。猩猩先生喜欢香蕉和意大利腊肠。 猩猩先生耸耸肩，换了一包零食。 爱迪生抓起一根花生酱和葡萄干芹菜，塞进嘴里。 “嗯……嗯……”T说。 爱迪生嘴里塞满了东西。 猩猩先生看着，等待着。 爱迪生嚼了嚼，停了下来，皱了皱眉，伸出舌头，抓了个活的东西

wiggling in the half-chewed peanut butter and celery. "BBBLLLAAAaaaaaaaaaaahhh!" screams T. Edison, jumping up and spitting everywhere. "Bllaaaahh! Ptttwwaaaaa! Bluuuuhhh! What is that?!" Mr. Chimp makes soft, short panting noises. "Ahhhhhhh! Yuck, yuck, yuck!" T. Edison stomps around the picnic blanket, still spitting.

在嚼了一半的花生酱和芹菜里扭动。 “bbblllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahhh !”T尖叫着。 爱迪生，跳起来，随地吐痰。 “Bllaaaahh !Ptttwwaaaaa !Bluuuuhhh !那是什么？！”猩猩先生发出微弱的喘息声。 “Ahhhhhhh !恶心，恶心，恶心！”T。 爱迪生绕着野餐毯跺脚，还在吐痰。