My Inseparable House Guests

The plane stopped at New Delhi International Airport. Fang Ze got off the plane alone after thanking the crew.

The language of India is very complicated. Although the constitution stipulates that the official languages ​​are Hindi and English, because of the different conditions of each state, each state in India can set its own official language.

According to statistics, India has a total of 29 official languages. If the two official languages ​​do not speak the state and people with a higher education level, they generally choose to use English.

To be honest, if it weren't for the British colonization for hundreds of years, which made English widely spread, the communication between Indian states would be really problematic.

But even so, when you come to India, knowing a little English does not necessarily understand what other people are saying.

Because India has a long history of using English, Indians are used to mixing English with their native language.Especially in the northern states that use Hindi, they often mix English in their daily language, and they have created a lot of English vocabulary in their long-term use of English.

So unless you are proficient in both English and Hindi, you should give up the idea of ​​communicating with ordinary Indians.

And it’s worth mentioning that Indians’ English pronunciation is really bad.

Before you know the Indians, you might think that the English pronunciation of the neon people is very poor, but after knowing the Indians, you will feel, wow, the English pronunciation of the neon people is really kind.

Of course, if you have Indians as friends, don’t tell them that their English pronunciation is terrible, because as a former British colony, Indians have always believed that their English pronunciation is the most standard, American’s. Compared with their pronunciation, they are all country dialects.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Fang Ze arrived, which is equivalent to about one in the morning in India, so there is basically no staff in sight at the airport, but fortunately, it is not difficult to find a place for e-visa.Pressed the fingerprint and passed the e-visa, and left.

Below the New Delhi International Airport is the subway station. It was at night. The subway was out of service. Fang Ze walked straight to the ground from the passage on the right.

Outside the terminal, when Fang Ze came out, he saw a Chinese and two Indians waiting there.

The Chinese was sitting on a small bench and playing with mobile phones, while the two Indians looked around lazily, not knowing whether they were watching who came out of the exit or were thinking wildly.

Had it not been for Fang Ze to see one of the Indians holding a sign with'Fangze' in his hand, he would almost think that these three were not waiting for him.

"Hello." Fang Ze walked over and shouted to the Chinese who was sitting on the bench and playing on the phone.

"Well, who called me?" When the Chinese heard someone talking, he was taken aback for a while to realize that he was his mother tongue. He saw Fang Ze when he looked up.

"you are?"

"Fang Ze." Fang Ze replied in Chinese, and then said to the old man, "How do you call it?"

"My name is Dong Chen. Just call me Old Dong." The man hurriedly stood up and said.

Old Dong is a middle-aged man who seems to be in his forties, and his whole face reveals shrewdness. After he stood up, he quickly squeezed a warm smile from his face and said, "I thought you would be here in a while. Well, I didn’t expect it to be so fast. Have you eaten anything tonight? I brought some fruit and bread."

"I've eaten." Fang Ze said to Old Dong, "Let's go to the place to live first, I have something to ask you."

"Okay, okay." Old Dong stood up, pushed the Indian next to him, and said in Hindi, "What are you doing in a daze? Help someone with their luggage."

The Indian heard what Old Dong said and hurriedly reached out to take off Fang Ze’s backpack. Fang Ze waved his hand and said in broken English, "no, no."

"It's okay, let them take it." Old Dong rolled his eyes when he heard Fang Ze's English level, and then said to Fang Ze, "These two people are servants of my family.

"Okay." Fang Ze thought for a while. The watch was worn on his wrist, and the five poison beads were next to Fang Ze. In his pocket, there was indeed something important in the backpack, so he handed the backpack to To the Indian, and said thank you.

"Go here." Old Dong stretched out his hand, and then took Fang Ze forward. Two Indians held Fang Ze's bag and the other held a small bench.

"I heard Sha Ge said that you came to India to find someone."

"Yes." Fang Ze said, "after I go back in a while, please tell me everything you know."

"That's okay." Old Dong nodded and said, "but it seems that you don't speak English, so it is difficult to communicate with others in India. Do I need to find you an interpreter.

"If it is reliable, you can recommend one to me." Fang Ze said to Old Dong, "When will I be there at the earliest."

"It may take a day or two to find it temporarily, but I can follow you these few days, but there is no big problem."

"Thanks a lot." Fang Ze thanked the old Dong.

"It's okay, it's okay, Sha's friend is also my friend. In Delhi, we have few Chinese, so we must help each other."

Listening to Old Dong in his ears, Fang Ze looked around, observing the New Delhi International Airport.

Before coming here, Fang Ze had heard a lot of complaints about New Delhi International Airport, and it made people feel like he just found a piece of land and paved the runway.

In fact, from the field, the New Delhi International Airport is not as shabby as stated on the Internet.In terms of infrastructure alone, although it is not in the domestic first-tier cities, it is only slightly worse than the airports in second-tier cities.

Of course, this almost only refers to the infrastructure. In fact, the biggest reason why the New Delhi International Airport looks dilapidated is that the sanitation is a bit bad, and there are stains on the walls in many places, but it is generally good. The airport is about to leave. , And two elephant sculptures, which are very well made.

I don’t know why the billboards are rarely seen at New Delhi International Airport, and when Fang Ze just came out and passed the duty-free shops, he found that there were not many duty-free shops.

Fang Ze was observing the New Delhi International Airport. Old Dong suddenly asked Fang Ze, "By the way, when you came out, did you use the currency exchange office to exchange rupee at the airport?"

"No." Fang Ze shook his head.

"That's good." Old Dong said to Fang Ze, "If you want to exchange rupee, you can just ask me directly. We can transfer money online, which is cheaper than the official price. Don't go to the exchange office. U.S. dollars, renminbi exchanges for rupee or exchange of rupee for renminbi to U.S. dollars are all subject to handling fees."

"That's it." Fang Ze nodded and said he knew it."By the way, I heard that India's law and order is not good. Is there anything to pay attention to."

"Delhi is indeed very messy." As he said, Old Dong pointed to a car parked outside the airport, and gave the car key to the Indian holding the Fang Ze bag, and the Indian hurriedly carried the bag. Going to drive with the key.

"But for safety, you don't really need to worry too much, especially men." Old Dong explained to Fang Ze, "In Delhi, as long as you are not a woman and go out at night, you generally don't need to worry. There are mainly thieves and crooks here. On the contrary, there are very few direct robberies. Generally, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke the rich and powerful, you won't have trouble. Compared with the black community in the United States, Delhi is quite a safe place.

When Old Dong said this, Fang Ze became worried.

After all, if Senior Sister Fan and the three of them weren't robbed, it's only possible that Senior Sister Fan herself might have caused some trouble.

After getting in the car, Fang Ze's heart began to become heavy.

"It's okay." Old Dong seemed to guess Fang Ze's thoughts, patted Fang Ze on the shoulder and said, "The Delhi police have been helping to find people these days. As long as the money is in place, these people are still working very hard. That's awesome, you can rest assured."

"Yeah." Fang Ze nodded briefly, then watched the car start.

It was only more than two thousand meters away from Delhi Airport. It was difficult to see the lights on the roads on both sides. Fang Ze thought this was a wasteland at first, but after a closer look, he found that there were large shanty towns on both sides.

"Delhi has a lot of slums." Old Dong said to Fang Ze, "If you want to find someone in the slums in the future, remember to bring local people. Although there are usually no accidents, there will inevitably be some slums. Rogue."

"By the way, do you have rhinitis or respiratory problems?" Old Dong asked again.

"No, what's the matter?"

"I don't have any." Old Dong said, pointing to the outside. "The smog in New Delhi is very serious. If there is, it is safer to wear a mask."

"Is there an imperial capital serious?" Fang Ze smiled, "I am an imperial capital."

"When Delhi is serious, the air index rarely drops below 900." Old Dong said to Fang Ze, "So if there is a problem, you should wear a mask. In terms of smog, compared to Delhi, the Imperial Capital is still completely defeated."

Fang Ze and Old Dong talked about each sentence. I don't know how long it took. The car stopped outside a small villa. The Indian servant pushed the door and let Fang Ze and Old Dong get off.

"This is my house. You will live here these few days." Old Dong said, pointing to the house.

After Fang Ze and Old Dong entered the house, they found a young Indian woman lying halfway on the sofa in the living room, and an Indian maid beside the young woman.

"You are already here." The young woman was awakened, opened her confused eyes and looked at Old Dong and Fang Ze, and said in English hastily, "You see that I am late to sleep. I wanted to wait for you."

"Didn't you let you go to bed first?" Old Dong seemed a little angry looking at the Indian young woman waiting here, but this anger was more like a concern.