Such gloomy, damp weather and there was no form of heating installed in the room. The translator would sincerely appreciate it if you would read this translation only at hui3rwordpresscom, the actual site of posting. The first half of the story was very touching, but the second half was truly unexpected. It was because she saw his story in the news that she sought him out and then married him. This pretty girl there before them was actually a university graduate and also came from the man’s hometown. However, the reason why this story attracted the attention of the media was because of his young wife. He had no riches or estate of his own, no house under his name. However, he did not keep a penny of it for himself and instead invested it all in the education of the people of his hometown, helping families that were even poorer than him. The man before them came from a very poor place, and after working hard and diligently for several years, he managed to make a little bit of money.
There was only a single lamp, placed between the interviewer and interviewee, that gave off a yellow light.Īs the interview progressed with an answer given for each question asked, Shi Yi gradually got to understand the story. It was a dreary, rainy day, and the room was very dim. Just treat this like a casual conversation,” Hong Xiaoyu told them with a warm smile and motioned for the man to sit in front of her. When they were all inside the house, the couple shyly invited Shi Yi and the others to have a seat. Hong Xiaoyu’s interviewee was this girl’s husband, a very simple and honest-looking man. The person who opened the door was a young girl, who appeared not much older than twenty. The three of them stepped out of the car, walked through a quiet street, and passed by several houses that were scattered in the area until at last they found the place they were looking for. The young videographer beside her had been playing with his camera, and when he heard this, he too let out a laugh. “Let’s finish up the interview you’re doing first, alright?” Shi Yi reminded her laughingly. On her mobile phone, she was flipping through various food guides while at the same time, planning out their route for after they checked-in to their hotel. “What would you like to eat?” Hong Xiaoyu, who was sitting beside her, smiled and opened up the map that had been previously folded up into a small leaflet. Shi Yi was leaning against the window and watching the street signs that were speeding by. This was Shaanxi province, the vast land of the Three Qins, yet the ancient Chang’an city was not even visible. The rain came down in a continuous drizzle, causing Xi’an to seem like misty Jiangnan. All forms of reproduction, redistribution, or re-posting are not authorized. If you are not reading this from hui3rwordpresscom, the copy is unauthorized and has been taken without consent of the translator. This story was translated with the express permission of the author for hui3rwordpresscom only. (So if it feels introductory, well, it was meant to be.
In the published book, it got incorporated into chapter 1. A noticeable difference is, this first post here was actually the prologue that Mo Bao Fei Bao wrote when she first posted the story online. From what I’ve seen, the differences between the published hardcopy book and the online version are largely just word smithing. I am translating from the published version of the book. 🙂Īnd here is the official kick-off of the translation for Beautiful Bones! Pop over and give her some encouragement. Our friend, Little Winter has started up her own blog and is writing her own original fiction.
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