Guest User
November 19, 2024
I am a local college student, my school is in Jiangbei (north of Songhua River), I want to leave school and go to Jiangnan during the Dragon Boat Festival. As a student with limited money, Youth Hostel is undoubtedly a good choice.
Xingsu Hostel is opposite the Central Street subway entrance, surrounded by the downtown area, and convenient for travel. As soon as I walked into the inner courtyard, I saw the green vines all over the wall, and a white-haired uncle took pictures of them.
The third floor is the girls' room. Before I came to the hostel, I read the comments on Ctrip, saying that it was "industrial style". I wonder what industrial style is?
Lying on the bed in the hostel at night, I reported to my friends: I seem to be sleeping in a factory. But the environment is clean, the bed is tidy, and there is a good small table lamp. The weather in Harbin in early June is cool, there is no need to turn on the air conditioner, it will be a bit stuffy at noon, which is a little disadvantage~ (I later found that it was equipped with an electric fan. Now it is winter, there is heating in the house, and I only need to wear a single piece of clothing on the third floor)
We are on the top floor, and the roof is iron tiles. It rained on the first night, and the sound of the rain hitting the iron sheet made it easy to fall asleep. In the second half of the night, the rain got heavier and I was woken up. I listened to the sound of rain for a while.
If I only talk about the living environment, I can say it is comfortable, but I think the human touch is the shining point of this B&B.
When I first arrived at the hostel, the boss led me, chatted with me and gave me instructions one by one. He took the pillow, sheet and quilt cover on the second floor and let me go to the third floor alone. When I was putting on the quilt, Aunt Yang, who was sitting on the sofa, came over and asked enthusiastically if I needed help.
The girl who voluntarily exchanged accommodation in the hostel was in the bed next to me. I forgot her name, let's call her Xiaonan. We started chatting as soon as we arrived. In the evening, we chatted with people who came up one after another. Everyone came from all over the world (of course, most of them were southerners). They were friendly and enthusiastic. We discussed which place was worth visiting, whether there were any good places to eat, and where to go after the trip...
I got up late in the morning, so I didn't go to the morning market. I went downstairs and saw Xiaonan on duty. The white-haired uncle (Uncle Han) I saw yesterday was sitting on the sofa next to him. She pulled me and said that the uncle had made zongzi. He was very good at cooking. He was steaming it. Let's eat zongzi before leaving. Aunt Yang helped us make sesame paste. We chatted while drinking chrysanthemum tea. Xiaonan said that she had taken others to Central Street countless times during this period, but she didn't know the custom of Harbin Dragon Boat Festival. We agreed to go to the riverside for an outing on the morning of the festival, but it depends on whether we can get leave. The zongzi was stuffed with eight treasures. At first, I didn't want to dip it in white sugar. I said I wanted to eat its original taste (later I found that it tasted good with white sugar!). The second boss (Uncle Wang) also came later and chatted for a while. I went to the bookstore around noon.
The next night, Xiaonan and I shared a bottle of Dayao soda. It tasted like orange-flavored children's antipyretic oral solution.
On the third day, my sister from Guangdong came back from the market early in the morning and bought a large bag of fried dough sticks of various shapes and flavors for us to eat. When I woke up, she had already returned to Guangdong. I felt a little disappointed. On the evening of the third day, I was wandering outside and received a message from Uncle Wang, saying that he would come back for barbecue! However, I came back a little late. When I arrived at the hotel, the barbecue activity was coming to an end, and Xiaonan also went upstairs to rest. Brother Xu grilled some skewers again. Uncle Wang, Fat Brother (the guest), and their two friends chatted about big and small things. They said that there was a bus that toured the whole city, which stopped at any time, and people sang and danced on it. Except for us and the music played on the phone, the surroundings were quiet. I ate the skewers quietly beside him and listened to the songs played on the phone. I felt that it was really good to waste time like this. Uncle Wang drank six bottles of beer by himself, and I drank two bottles with him. I was sorry that I couldn’t drink the third bottle. After going upstairs, Xiaonan said that she couldn’t take a leave tomorrow morning and couldn’t go with us. I said it was okay and took out the colorful rope I bought and gave it to her. That's right, I want to expose Fat Brother for bullying volunteers:-D
The fourth day was the Dragon Boat Festival. I went to the morning market at five in the morning (there were many people selling paper lanterns and bunches of mugwort along the street), then rode my bike to the riverside and followed the crowd to watch the dragon boat race. But because I drank too much beer yesterday, my stomach was not feeling well, so I didn't watch it anymore. I came back and took some medicine and went to sleep. At noon, it was time to check out and go back to school. When we went downstairs, Xiaonan said, wait, uncle will make noodles with stewed sauce, let's eat a bowl of noodles before leaving. So a few of us gathered around a table to eat noodles. The stewed sauce was fried eggs with bean paste, which was very homely and tasted very good. I am very moved when writing this now. It feels like a person living in a foreign country has a home, and my heart is warm.
I came back in the afternoon to get my luggage. Brother Xu and Brother Fat were chatting on the treadmill in the yard, and I didn't see anyone else. Xiaonan sent a message saying that there was an extra bag, don't leave it behind! When I opened it, I saw five, six, seven or eight rice dumplings wrapped in plastic bags by Uncle Han, a large bag of cucumber Lays potato chips from Xiaonansai, and a bottle of Dayao soda. We finished drinking it and agreed to take it back to school to make flower arrangements...
This is my second time here, in mid-November. After arriving here, I found that the layout of the hostel has changed. Uncle Han's waist has bent down, and Aunt Yang has lost a lot of weight.
By the way, please tell the boss to thank Uncle Han for the rice dumplings. I have always kept it in my mind, but I forgot to say it this time.
(I didn't take any pictures of the hostel, so I'll just use the pictures I took in Harbin!)
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