It’s Colder Today

It had been snowing last night, and the sky was gloomy this morning, but fortunately the flight was not delayed.

Shi Yun has never been to Xunchuan, and her stereotype of the South is probably stuck in the "Jiangnan Water Town", with white walls, black tiles, small bridges, flowing water and misty rain.

Wei Zongying gave up his seat by the porthole to Shi Yun. Not long after he sat down, the flight attendant reminded passengers to turn off their mobile phones and other communication tools, and he adjusted his chair to a comfortable angle.

Shiyun's cell phone was turned off before boarding the plane. There were not many passengers in the first-class cabin. She flipped through the magazines at hand. There were various magazines, but she was not interested in them.

The whole flight was smooth, with no turbulence at all. The plane arrived at Xunchuan International Airport on time.

Shi Yun wanted to get into the suitcase as soon as he got off the plane. He didn't know why the temperature of one or two degrees displayed on his phone was so cold.

The sun was shining brightly but it was freezing cold.

When taking the shuttle bus, Shi Yun was still shaking a little. Without a seat, she could only hold on to the armrest. In the end, she found that holding the armrest was worse than hugging Wei Congying next to her.

Not only do I stand more firmly, but I also feel warmer.

Wei Congying held the armrest of the hanging ring with one hand and hugged her with the other.

Taxis at the airport are very popular, and they stood in line in the wind for a long time. Winter in the south is even harder than in the north. The sun is so bright, but it doesn't make people feel warm.

The driver, who spoke Mandarin with a slight Wu accent, stopped talking after asking them for their address. The driver heard Pingtan being played on the radio. I can’t understand what the Wu language is singing in it, but I can vaguely tell that one of the instruments is a pipa.

Shi Yun was shivering from the cold. She thought she could withstand the cold. The clothes on my body felt warm even on a snowy day in the capital city, but now sitting in the car, I felt the chill creeping in through the gaps in the fabric of my clothes.

The hotel Wei Zong was supposed to book was on the old street of Xunchuan. The stone road was uneven. He walked in front carrying two people's suitcases, while Shi Yun followed behind, wrapped in cotton clothes and shivering.

Hotels on this old street basically prey on tourists like them from out of town. The doors of the hotel are all antique, and you can smell the faint smell of sandalwood as soon as you enter. The front counter is made of large mahogany, and a huge framed embroidery work hangs behind it.

What is embroidered is the humanistic characteristics of this generation in Xunchuan and Wudi.

The ancient artificially built canals, antique gardens and the unique silkworm culture in this area are finally recorded in the embroidery of local intangible cultural heritage.

The front desk asked for Wei Zongying's and Shi Yun's ID cards, worked on the computer for a while, and then handed them their ID cards and room cards.

The luggage has been sent to the room by the staff.

The air conditioning in the hotel was fully functioning, and Shi Yun was getting warmer.

The entire hotel has local architectural features everywhere. The hotel is shaped like a zigzag, with a garden in the middle. The garden replicates the famous local gardens.

Shi Yun turned around and looked down through the glass. He saw that the carved windows of the waterside pavilion still had rockery. After autumn, the hotel had taken care of all the dead lotus leaves.

Because it is winter, the scenery downstairs is not as good as other seasons.

The suitcase has been delivered to the room. Wei Zongying inserted the room card into the card slot at the door. The room was instantly powered on and the air conditioner that controlled the room temperature was turned on. He turned on the heating and raised the temperature by many degrees.

The window of this room faces a famous old street in Xunchuan.

You can also see a famous local ancient pagoda in the distance.

It's past three o'clock at the moment, a time when Qinghuang is out of touch.

"Shall we do it?" Shi Yun stood in front of the window and looked out the window, "Have a rest and eat, or should we go shopping and then eat?"

Wei Zongying turned on the air conditioner, unbuttoned his coat, and walked into the room: "I feel like you want to take a stroll."

Shi Yun: "After all, we are here to play."

"You're not too cold anymore, are you?" Wei Zongying walked over and looked at the scenery outside the window with her, "Go and add some clothes."

However, Xunchuan people don’t seem to have much of a ‘work ethic’. Because it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, the shop was closed early. When he went downstairs, few shops on the nearest old street were still open. Wei Zong used his mobile phone navigation and found a commercial street nearby.

A little further away, they called for a human-powered three-wheeler, but sitting there was really torturing their conscience.

It took more than ten minutes of tricycle riding to reach the commercial street.

The commercial street is much more lively than the old street, but it has lost some of its local characteristics.

Without local characteristics, there would be nothing to visit. Except for the different horizontal and vertical arrangement of the shops, they are also found here in other capitals.

Seeing people coming and going, Shi Yun asked curiously: "What should we eat?"

Wei Congying took her hand, intertwined their fingers and put it in his coat pocket: "Let's go eat..."

He lengthened the last sound of the word "eat", probably because he didn't think about what to eat. Looking around, a drop of water suddenly fell on his face.

The weather in the south kept changing, and within a short while, light rain started to fall from the sky. There is little snow here, and what does fall is not rain, but sleet.

It was a rainy and snowy day, so I didn’t need to hold an umbrella, but even after standing for a while, I got wet.

Wei Zongying put on Shi Yun's hat and suddenly had an idea: "Let's go eat the rain."

"Rain?" Shi Yun was stunned and imitated his pronunciation.