Chapter 15

Sunday– park closing time All my dreams crumbled like dust before me. Behind us in the queue, at least another ride full of passengers were shaking their fists at the sheer injustice, while I just wanted to crawl quietly under a bush and die. 'This can't be true,' I muttered.

我所有的梦想在我面前像灰尘一样粉碎了。 在我们后面排队的时候，至少有另一辆车上的乘客对这种不公平的待遇挥舞着拳头，而我只想静静地爬到灌木丛下面等死。 “这不可能是真的，”我喃喃地说。

'No it is not and I'll make sure of it!' snapped Dev, and before I knew it he'd ducked under the barrier and started quibbling with the ride operator. 'Please,' he pleaded, thinking up some dramatic excuse. 'I've worked fifteen Saturday jobs to save up for this ride.'

“不，不是的，我一定要弄清楚！”戴夫厉声说，我还没反应过来，他就从护栏下面钻了过去，开始和司机讨价还价。 “求你了，”他恳求道，想出了一些戏剧性的借口。 “为了攒钱坐这趟车，我星期六干了十五个班。”

'Yeah, well here's another job for ya... get back behind the barrier!' said the operator. Glumly, Dev ducked back under. At least he tried.

“是啊，还有一项工作要给你…… 回到栅栏后面去！接线员说。 戴夫闷闷不乐地钻了回去。 至少他试过了。

How to Wangle your Way onto a ride But I've Worked fifteen Saturday jobs to save up for this ride... I said, SLING YER HOOK! NO ENTRY A dozen boxes of the finest Belgian gourmet chocolates Have as many goes as you like Agung was by the exit on the far side. He was surrounded by admirers shaking his hand and arranging elaborate group selfies. 'Agung!' I shouted. He heard me this time and headed towards us. He chuckled, 'Hao gow!'

但是我已经做了15份周六的工作来攒钱坐这趟车…… 我说，甩你的钩子！一打最好的比利时美味巧克力，你爱吃多少就吃多少。阿贡站在另一边的出口处。 他被仰慕者包围，与他握手，精心安排集体自拍。 “Agung !”我叫道。这次他听到了，朝我们走来。 他笑着说：“好高！”

That means 'so much fun' in Hakka. The last time he said that, FUZZFACE had smashed two vases and pulled down a curtain trying to catch a fly. Dad had told me what it meant. 'Do you know that man?' the operator said to me. I wasn't sure whether admitting it was going to get me into trouble, but hell, things couldn't have got any worse than they were already. 'Erm, yeah, he's my grandad,' I said. 'This man is a flippin' hero!' said the operator, patting Agung on the shoulder. 'He's the oldest bloke we've ever had on any ride here, let alone THE MEGA

这在客家话里是“太好玩了”的意思。 上次他这么说的时候，绒毛脸已经打碎了两个花瓶，还拉下了窗帘，想抓一只苍蝇。 爸爸告诉过我那是什么意思。 “你认识那个人吗？”接线员对我说。 我不确定承认这一点是否会给我带来麻烦，但见鬼，事情已经变得不可能比现在更糟了。 “嗯，是的，他是我爷爷，”我说。 “这个人是个该死的英雄！”接线员拍了拍阿贡的肩膀说。 “他是我们在这里骑过的最老的家伙，更不用说MEGA了

BEAST. He didn't have a ticket but he had a voucher, so that was good enough for me.' Then I saw: Agung was holding a page of the Sudmouth Post that his pickled eggs were wrapped in. The voucher was clearly printed on one side. 'Pickle egg,' said Agung, waving it in my face. 'You know what?' said the operator. 'I was so impressed with your old gramps here that I'm going to let you lot have a go on the ride too.' 'Hello? Hello?' I repeated to myself. 'Earth calling Maddy.' I needed to test my hearing because I couldn't quite believe what the operator had just said.

野兽。他没有票，但他有代金券，所以这对我来说已经足够了。”然后我看到：阿贡手里拿着一页《萨德茅斯邮报》，里面包着他的腌蛋。 凭证的一面印得很清楚。 “咸菜蛋，”阿贡说，在我面前挥舞着它。 “你知道吗？接线员说。 “我对你们的老爷爷印象非常深刻，所以我要让你们也试一试。”“喂? 你好吗?”我反复对自己说。 “地球在呼唤麦蒂。”我需要测试一下我的听力，因为我不太相信接线员刚刚说的话。