Nizi and Xiaoyan have never left China before, so they are still a little nervous. After all, their understanding of the United States was ended in Hollywood blockbusters and oral narratives by friends. It would be fine if someone dictates it, but the blockbusters were full of cars, guns and explosions, or zombies everywhere, or even a place where they would die for no reason when walking on the street. Although they knew that they were all movies, if they really came to this strange land, they would still be a little unwilling to let go.
The plane landed safely. There were neither zombies nor terrorist attacks in the airport. But when I went out, I met two Asians who met in fluent Chinese. One of them was very enthusiastic but at the same time he could not refuse to reach out to push the wheelchair. This scared the two women because it was not only others, but even Wu Fangge had told Nizi before that if you encounter trouble in the United States, go find people in uniforms and don’t deal with people who look like Asians. Generally speaking, Koreans are arrogant, and Japanese are not unreliable, but these two people are not as good as Chinese fellows because they specifically cheat their own people.
With the above warning, Nizi and Xiaoyan certainly wanted to refuse the help of these people, but these guys suddenly became angry. I don’t know if it was Cantonese or Fujian. Anyway, Xiaoyan and Nizi couldn’t understand a word. The two women secretly complained: It turns out that there are also people who are forced to attract customers in the United States, and I don’t know where the ticket sellers are.
Although there were many people coming and going around, the most people who came and went on their own way just a glance, probably because they thought this was the internal affairs between several Chinese people, so they didn't care. Xiaoyan was so anxious that she almost burst into tears, but at this moment, a person rushed over from the thorn, reached out and pushed one of them away. When the two looked up, they saw that although the man was wearing a jacket, the police badge was hung on the belt, so they laughed and said a few words.
Although Xiaoyan and Nizi made up for English before coming, they found that they went their separate ways and did not work. Only when they communicated one-on-one, they could only understand the other's meaning without even speaking, and they could not understand the meaning of the conversation in normal times.
This person with the police badge is actually Asian, but he is very strong and it seems that Western food is very nourishing. After hearing the two people's words, this person turned around and asked Nizi and Xiaoyan, who spoke fluently in Chinese and had an Yunnan accent. Xiaoyan is from Yunnan, and she felt very friendly when she heard it.
The man said, "I am Officer Zhou. Do you know them (referring to those people)?"
Of course, Xiaoyan and Nizi said they didn't know each other. So Officer Zhou smiled and said a few more words to the two people. The two left while pointing fingers.
As soon as the two men left, Officer Zhou said to the two frightened women: "Okay, you are safe now."
Nizi thanked her repeatedly, but Nizi said in Yunnan dialect: "Why don't you catch them?"
Officer Zhou smiled and said, "They do not commit crimes, and this is not my law enforcement area. Like you, I am just a passenger." At this time, Xiaoyan and the others noticed that Officer Zhou also had a large suitcase under his feet.
So Xiaoyan and Nizi thanked each other again, and Officer Zhou asked again: "Where are you going? I ordered a car at the car dealer in the city, and maybe I can send you a ride."
Xiaoyan and Nizi looked at each other without replying.
Officer Zhou knew that they would not trust others easily now, so he smiled and said, "Well, let me call a taxi for you or take you to the airport bus. Then you can go to other places freely."
Xiaoyan thought about it and found that the taxi might not be safe anymore. The bus should be better. It is impossible for the two weak women to have all the people from the black store. So she nodded and said she wanted to take the bus. Officer Zhou smiled and sent them there.
After they settled down, Officer Zhou left. The bus drove into the city center. Because Nizi was disabled, two blond boys came to help when they got off the bus. Nizi and Xiaoyan had to keep "three grams of oil" in their mouths, but as soon as the bus left, everyone left. The two women were confused again. It was time to go there. I was already unsure, and there were another group of tall and big black guys who came across from me, dressed in colorful clothes. I walked on.
They came and whistled at them, but they were not good people at first glance. One of them had thick lips and grinned at them, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, which scared Xiao Yan's hair on her spine. Fortunately, the group of people unintentionally harassed them, so Xiao Yan pushed the girl in the opposite direction. But after walking for more than an hour, she found herself wandering around several streets in the same place. Seeing that the sky was getting dark again, tears were almost falling.
At this moment, a police car came out from somewhere, and a policeman in uniform got off. He had a high nose, green eyes, tall and strong, and was simply an orc. However, this orc had a good attitude. He saluted first, and then asked questions. Xiao Yan gestured and spoke, but he was just talking to the duck. Suddenly, he remembered the note written by Dr. Liu, and hurriedly took it out to show the police. The policeman looked at the "Oh" and said. So he picked up the radio in the car and said a few times, then opened the door and asked them to get in. Xiao Yan
He was hesitating whether to get in, but he saw that the police had already brought the girl into the car like a chicken. Xiaoyan had no choice but to get in the car. The police folded the wheelchair again and put it in the trunk with her luggage. Then he drove the handle and took them to a bus station, took them to buy tickets, took them to the bus, and said a few words to the driver. At this time, Xiaoyan was already using his accent, and she heard that it seemed to be getting rid of the driver and taking care of them, and the driver also said "', and this matter was solved.
The unknown American good policeman waved away to them, and Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and actually said to Nizi jokingly: "Nizi, you said that it is popular to send banners or write thank you letters here in the United States."
Unexpectedly, a dark-skinned girl in the seat next to her knew a few Chinese words, and said seriously: "Oh, that's his job."
It seems that a foreign country is a foreign country, and many experiences are no longer available.
After driving the long-distance bus overnight, Xiaoyan and Nizi spent their first night in a foreign country. Although Xiaoyan and Nizi couldn't fall asleep for a long time due to the jet lag and mood, they were very tired after all, so they were unable to resist the invasion of the Sandman in the end.
The next day, when I opened my eyes during the day, I saw the car driving on a wasteland. Except for this highway, there were no traces of artificiality on both sides of the road. Nizi was unsure and asked Xiaoyan: "Xiaoyan, no matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like a way to the hospital."
Xiaoyan wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say. Later, the car stopped at a gas station, and everyone got out of the car and went to a restaurant near the gas station for dinner. When Xiaoyan and Nizi smelled the butter, they lost their appetite. Only one of them asked for a cup of coffee to cheer up.
As they were drinking, they saw the bus driver and the black girl come over. It turned out that the black girl was temporarily used as a translator. The driver told them that their destination, Qingteng Town, would be here in two hours, but the specific place they were going to was not in the town. It was about twenty minutes away, and the bus could not take them there directly. He felt sorry.
Xiaoyan and Nizi confirmed that the driver was a bit polite and he had nothing to be sorry for. Originally, who had seen a public bus drive directly to the door of his house? So he thanked him again.
Since I came to the United States, the most common thing I said is "three grams of oil". If I had known it, I would have stopped engaging in English, because the sentence "three grams of oil" would have been erected before it was erected.
After eating and drinking here, we went to the toilet to unload our bags, so we got on the bus again. Sure enough, we arrived in Qingteng Town when we were young. Like many small towns in the United States, although they are not big, they are fresh and elegant, and the streets are very clean.
With the help of the passenger and the driver, Nizi and Xiaoyan fell into confusion again. Although this place is no longer a big city, they still don’t know the road. Although the driver pointed a direction, what he said was disappointing: "You can find a ride in the town."
Can I get a stranger's car? Xiaoyan and Nizi couldn't make up their minds for a long time, and finally gritted their teeth and said, "Then the driver said that it was only half an hour's drive. I pushed you and I guess it would take half a day to get there." No wonder people say that walking is a safe way to travel, and it's true.
But just as they were about to get on the road, the bus that had just driven out of the station suddenly stopped. The black girl jumped out of the car and waved to them, "Hi~" she ran over while shouting, and ran to the front and smiled and said she wanted to help them all the way to the destination.
Could it be that Americans are living Lei Feng? It seems that the lyrics of Xuecun need to be changed.
So the three of them went to the intersection to wait for the car and chat while waiting. Then they learned that the black girl was called "Qiong". She had just graduated from high school and was about to go to the south to find a job.
"I've introduced myself last night," said Joan.
Nizi and Xiaoyan felt ashamed because they had neither noticed nor remembered it. After waiting for a long time, they didn't see a car. Qiong was impatient and ran across the road into a fast food restaurant. Soon after, she pulled the young man out and said with a smile: "This is Richard. He is going to send seeds to the place you are going to. We can take his car."
"Seed?" Xiaoyan was stunned. "Is there no hospital or a doctor there?"
Richard said that he could not understand Xiao Yan's statement and said, "It's a great farm. The owner is Chinese. But he is often not at home. It is said that he still has work elsewhere."
Xiaoyan said to Nizi: "Yes, it's Dr. Liu. Didn't he say that his therapy cannot be implemented in the hospital?"
No matter how it is said, the two girls increasingly feel that it is really unreliable to come to the United States to seek medical treatment this time, but what else can I do? They have come to this point, and even if they bite the bullet, they have to go and take a look.n