Chapter 254 Going to a town with covered bridges
“Really? Thank you so much.”
After drinking coffee, Fang Minghua took Emily back to his hotel, Zhang Xianliang I was very surprised to see that he brought back a blond girl with waist and hips and flaming red lips.
Fang Minghua made a brief introduction, then took out the manuscript from his travel bag and handed it to the other party.
“Thank you.”
The girl took the manuscript and left happily.
From then on, there was an enthusiastic and cheerful American girl in the hotel where the writers stayed. She often came to see Fang Minghua, and sometimes chatted with Zhang Xianliang and Zhang Ling.
It rained early this morning, and the air in Iowa City was particularly fresh.
I went to listen to a professor from the University of Iowa talking about the history of American literature in the morning, but neither Fang Minghua nor Zhang Xianliang went to listen.
What’s so great about America’s literary history being as short-lived as his country?
Mark Twain, Hemingway, O. Henry, Jack London. These famous American writers have long been familiar to Chinese readers. Perhaps we have a deeper understanding of them than Americans.
Zhang Xianliang is busy writing his first novel "Half of a Man is a Woman", which tells the love story of the hero Zhang Yonglin and the heroine Huang Xiangjiu who met in the labor camp.
Fang Minghua is writing a novel version of "Inception" and has promised the editor-in-chief of "Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction" that he will write it out when he has time.
The two were busy doing their own thing, when the door was suddenly knocked open, and Emily walked in wearing a T-shirt and short jeans, with a camera on her chest.
"Minghua, the weather is nice today, shall we go out to play together? I borrowed a Beetle." Emily asked.
Oops
Fang Minghua suddenly remembered that when he was chatting with her a few days ago, the girl said that she wanted to visit interesting places around her and asked Fang Minghua if she had time to go together.
Fang Minghua thought he had nothing to do and wanted to take a walk around, so he agreed.
The girl specially invited him here today.
“Brother Zhang, let’s go together.”
"You guys go and play." Zhang Xianliang replied in English, and then said to Fang Minghua in Chinese: "Minghua, this is a date with a beautiful lady, what else should I write?"
I wanted to seize the time this morning. After finishing writing this novel, Fang Minghua saw the expectant look in the girl's eyes and had no choice but to nod.
"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes."
When the girl went out, Fang Minghua changed his clothes before leaving the hotel.
Emily was standing in front of the yellow Beetle wearing sunglasses, waiting for Fang Minghua, and was stunned when she saw him coming out.
His attire is completely different from that of the relatively conservative Chinese. He wears a short-sleeved floral shirt, denim shorts, brown sailing shoes, and a pair of sunglasses.
If you put on a felt hat, you will look like a western cowboy.
However, he is very handsome, rough and arrogant yet still elegant in Chinese style.
This outfit was bought by Fang Minghua when he came to Iowa City. It was rumored in China that it was a bit too ordinary, but here it is very common.
Fang Minghua got into the Beetle and sat in the passenger seat, asking the girl: "Where are we going to play?"
"We can go to Grace Lake, or West Branch, or Redemption Cave. You can go wherever you like."
Fang Minghua knows that Grace Lake, which Emily mentioned, is a famous scenic spot in Iowa. , West Branch is a small city, but it gave birth to a US president-the 31st President Herbert Hoover. There is also a library there, and it is said that there are many tourists who come there.
The Cave of the Redemption, known as the "Eighth Wonder of the World" by Americans, is a series of man-made structures inlaid with millions of precious gems to depict the life of Christ.
Of course Fang Minghua does not admit it.
The Terracotta Warriors and Horses of our country are the ones! Fang Minghua thought for a while and said: "I heard that there is a small town called Winterset in Madison County not far from here. There are several beautiful wooden bridges there. Let's go and have a look?"
"Winterset Town in Madison County" Emily opened the tourist map and quickly found this place.
"Minghua, why do you want to go there? There are no scenic spots there." Emily asked curiously.
"There are several wooden bridges that are worth visiting."
"OK!" Emily agreed.
Anyway, it’s the same as going out to play, no matter where you go.
The Beetle left Iowa City and headed south, driving on the country road.
Emily took out a cassette tape and stuffed it into the player, and immediately remembered a rock song.
Onadarkdeserthighwaycoolwindinmyhair
(Driving on the dark desert road, the cool breeze blew my hair)
Warmsmellofcolitasrisingupthroughtheair
(The strong smell of marijuana permeates the air)
"Hotel California" by the Eagles
Fang Minghua also hummed along gently, admiring the scenery outside.
Surrounded by large tracts of corn fields, Fang Minghua reminds Fang Minghua of his hometown, Guanzhong Plain. The same is true, but the population here is much sparse, and the houses are basically wooden huts, unlike those in Guanzhong Plain. Half cover.
In fact, the same is true in rural America.
Emily is in a happy mood.
Driving in the car in the summer morning, feeling the wind blowing by my ears, blowing my long golden hair, there was an oriental young man who I liked very much beside me.
Seeing Fang Minghua admiring the rural scenery, Emily asked while driving: "Minghua, are your rural areas in China the same?"
"The rural areas in my hometown are similar to this. They also grow large tracts of corn," Fang Minghua explained, but the houses are not made of wood like yours, usually made of bricks - but only half of the house is built.
"Why only cover half of it?" the girl asked curiously.
“The main reason is that my hometown has a dry climate, strong winds and sand, and relatively few trees, so people invented the half-built house based on local conditions.”
“It’s very It's fun." The girl replied in an innocent tone.
"Haha, there are eight monsters in our hometown." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"What are the eight monsters?"
"The house is half-built, the papa is worn on the head, the noodles are like trouser belts, the pot helmets are like pot lids, the spicy food is a dish, the stools are not sitting on and the girls are not married, and the opera is full of roars."
Fang Minghua is very patient. He explained to the other party in English what it meant, and Emily was fascinated by it.
“I really want to visit your hometown.”
“Okay, now that our country is opening up to the outside world, it is easy for you to come to us, and I can take you to see it then. Our Terracotta Warriors - known as the eighth wonder of the world. "Isn't the eighth wonder the Redemption Cave in Iowa?" the girl winked mischievously.
"Haha, when you go to our Xijing and see the Terracotta Warriors, you will understand which one is the eighth wonder."
The two of them chatted and laughed in the car, and arrived in Medi after more than an hour Xun County, he asked while walking, and walked for another half an hour, finally arriving at the small town of Winterset that Fang Minghua mentioned.
As expected, Emily saw a wooden bridge.
(End of this chapter)