Xiaoyan's hometown is in Yonghe Town. When relatives and friends at home heard that we were returning to send our father-in-law's ashes, they gathered at her uncle's house early on waiting for us.
The Korean customs and habits are much more traditional than those of us Han people. The procedures and steps of funerals are very particular. My father-in-law also has more brothers and sisters at home and has a good relationship with each family. Although a funeral ceremony was held in Shenyang at that time, this time the entrance to the tribe and the tombs were combined, all the ceremonies were passed through very formally according to the traditional customs of the Korean people. It was already three days after everything was done.
These three days made us so exhausted.
This is the first time I followed Xiaoyan back to my parents' home. Although it was a funeral, it could not stop the young people's enthusiasm for their new son-in-law. In these three days, I was surrounded by a few young men to drink wine. The Korean rice wine is called Magri, and the taste is not high, and the taste is soft and sweet. Even people like me who are not good at drinking can drink a few glasses. However, after all, wine is wine, and I am the focus of taking care of me, so a few glasses cannot solve the problem. In these three days, almost every meal will be filled with laughter and people will be filled with unknown information.
Xiaoyan used to encounter such drinking parties and usually helped me block the wine, but this was her mother's home, and her father-in-law's funeral made her exhausted, so she let the brother-in-law and brother-in-law deal with me.
Overall, during the past three days in her parents' home, the atmosphere was both harmonious and lively, but there were some small episodes that made me accidentally hear some past events that Xiaoyan and her father-in-law had never mentioned to me.
Xiaoyan had a boyfriend when she was in college.
This made me feel a little uncomfortable. I didn't care about her past, and I think it would be incredible if a girl like her had no boys to chase her in college.
I just felt awkward that she had never mentioned these things to me. She even told me that she had only had a crush on one boy before me, and I was the first to be in a true love.
To be honest, I still don’t know if I am her first man.
The first time we were in love was when we were almost a year old. At that time, I went to the school where she worked in Benxi to see her. In the teacher's dormitory arranged for her at the school, I got her body.
That was my first time with a virgin. I was very embarrassed. I didn't even ejaculate normally. She kept crying and in pain, and I was also in pain. I was tortured by my own foreskin so that I didn't know whether I had actually entered her body.
Anyway, I didn't see any blood.
I have never touched a woman's body before, but I also know what it means to not see the red for the first time. I didn't ask more questions because she said there was, and she just wiped it off by herself.
I never struggle with these issues, I don't want to be the kind of person who knits a colored hat for myself.
I heard her incidentally. I was so drunk by a group of boys that I couldn't stand up and fell on the sofa in the hotel's private room. Although it was dizzy, my consciousness was still there. The sofa was right next to the private bathroom, and two unknown aunts were talking inside, and I could hear it clearly.
One said that I didn’t seem to be the one I used to be when Xiaoyan was in school, and the other immediately shrewd.
Just this sentence sobered most of my alcohol.
These things have been so long, and it doesn't make sense to be entangled any more. I even mocked my own measure. I have been married to Xiaoyan for three years. I know what kind of person Xiaoyan is the one who knows best. Even if she had been in love before, it's all over. Even if she had happened to that man before, it would be normal for two people to happen in love. She now completely belongs to me. What's the point of me to worry about those old things?
She didn't mention it, and she must be worried that I would care.
The ashes of father-in-law and mother-in-law's ashes were held the next day. In fact, Xiaoyan's mood improved a lot after the ceremony that day. The old man finally got into peace. Xiaoyan seemed to have let go of a lot of sadness in her heart, and the smile on her face gradually increased.
Although she still won't stop the wine for me, I can see that her mood has improved a lot because she began to not mind showing her love to me in front of everyone again.
I was actually quite uncomfortable with her personality at the beginning.
Maybe it is the unique bold personality of ethnic minorities, or maybe it is because she has such a carefree and generous temper. She has always picked up my head and kissed me whenever she wants to kiss me. She wants to touch me, and she will lift up my clothes and touch my body. She never cares about how many people or who are around her.
Once I even joked with her: Is it because you are in a state of interest and want to have sex, and you will untie my belt in front of others?
She nodded seriously and said: You are my husband, I am your wife, it is natural for you to have sex with me, and your belt must also be open to me at any time. What's so strange about this?
I understand that she is not very keen on sex. She does not resist these things, but it is not exaggerated to the point of asking for excessive demands. She just doesn't care about expressing love in front of others.
Of course, her careless personality has become much more restrained in front of her mother's family, at least she did not kiss me in front of everyone.
On the third day, basically everything was arranged. We were about to go back to Shenyang the next day. When we were having fun chatting with a group of peers, she held my neck and took a bite on my face in front of everyone.
That mouthful was really bitten. I howled in pain and almost threw the crazy woman out with a fall on her back, but I couldn't bear it and endured it.
She has this kind of personality. Her father-in-law said that after she returned from treatment in Beijing, she began to become extroverted and good at expressing her thoughts. It may be related to her experience of losing her closest relatives when she was a child. She may suddenly realize that all emotions must be expressed to the most important person in time, because once that person is gone, it will be too late to express anything.
These are my speculations. I have never talked about these issues specifically with her, and these things have not affected my life and her, so I naturally didn't take them to heart.
The family matters were almost done on the third day. Although the relatives at her house were very enthusiastic and hoped that we could take this opportunity to live at home for a while, because we both only took a few days off and were really unable to get out of work, we could only decide to return on the fourth day.
Her uncle and aunt were reluctant to part with her. When they learned that we were determined to leave, they had to prepare a lot of local specialties for us, including several large bags and cardboard boxes, but we couldn't help but refuse and told her brothers and younger brothers to put them on our car.
There was a cardboard box in my trunk, which my colleagues forgot to put in my car when they borrowed my car. I didn't know what was inside, because my uncle's brothers and younger brothers wanted to stuff the things into my car, so they threw the toolbox into the back seat of the car. When I got in the car, I found that the cardboard box had been dispersed. It turned out that there were several handcuffs and two telescopic rubber batons inside, all scattered at the back seat of my car. Xiaoyan didn't like to see these things very much. I cleaned up briefly and threw the broken cardboard box. The police tools were stuffed under my driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat.
After packing up, the trunk of the car was stuffed. Xiaoyan and I smiled helplessly. The family was so enthusiastic, just like we looked down on them if we didn't take their things.
We turned around and embarked on the fourth day of our return journey.
We got up very early this day, just like when we came. At around 6 o'clock in the morning, we had a full meal at the delicious breakfast in our hometown, so we drove back along the mountain road when we came.
The weather is very good today, with almost no clouds in the blue sky, and the temperature in the morning is not high, but the orange-red sun has risen to a height of several floors. The weather is good, and the mood seems to be particularly good. Xiaoyan also seems to have finally gotten rid of the haze state of more than a month since her father-in-law passed away. As soon as she left the intersection of Yonghe Town, she clamored to drive, so I stopped by the side of the road and changed her seat.
She had only been in half a year for her driver's license, and she hadn't really touched the car a few times. Although there were no other cars on the road, she still drove the car slowly with caution.
She was in a good mood, and I was in a bad mood. We couldn't help but sing loudly with the music played in the car.
Although in life has lost another relative, we have to continue living.
But no one of us expected that the road of infinitely beautiful mountains and flowers that we took today actually caused our lives to collapse like the sky and the earth to break.
The Korean customs and habits are much more traditional than those of us Han people. The procedures and steps of funerals are very particular. My father-in-law also has more brothers and sisters at home and has a good relationship with each family. Although a funeral ceremony was held in Shenyang at that time, this time the entrance to the tribe and the tombs were combined, all the ceremonies were passed through very formally according to the traditional customs of the Korean people. It was already three days after everything was done.
These three days made us so exhausted.
This is the first time I followed Xiaoyan back to my parents' home. Although it was a funeral, it could not stop the young people's enthusiasm for their new son-in-law. In these three days, I was surrounded by a few young men to drink wine. The Korean rice wine is called Magri, and the taste is not high, and the taste is soft and sweet. Even people like me who are not good at drinking can drink a few glasses. However, after all, wine is wine, and I am the focus of taking care of me, so a few glasses cannot solve the problem. In these three days, almost every meal will be filled with laughter and people will be filled with unknown information.
Xiaoyan used to encounter such drinking parties and usually helped me block the wine, but this was her mother's home, and her father-in-law's funeral made her exhausted, so she let the brother-in-law and brother-in-law deal with me.
Overall, during the past three days in her parents' home, the atmosphere was both harmonious and lively, but there were some small episodes that made me accidentally hear some past events that Xiaoyan and her father-in-law had never mentioned to me.
Xiaoyan had a boyfriend when she was in college.
This made me feel a little uncomfortable. I didn't care about her past, and I think it would be incredible if a girl like her had no boys to chase her in college.
I just felt awkward that she had never mentioned these things to me. She even told me that she had only had a crush on one boy before me, and I was the first to be in a true love.
To be honest, I still don’t know if I am her first man.
The first time we were in love was when we were almost a year old. At that time, I went to the school where she worked in Benxi to see her. In the teacher's dormitory arranged for her at the school, I got her body.
That was my first time with a virgin. I was very embarrassed. I didn't even ejaculate normally. She kept crying and in pain, and I was also in pain. I was tortured by my own foreskin so that I didn't know whether I had actually entered her body.
Anyway, I didn't see any blood.
I have never touched a woman's body before, but I also know what it means to not see the red for the first time. I didn't ask more questions because she said there was, and she just wiped it off by herself.
I never struggle with these issues, I don't want to be the kind of person who knits a colored hat for myself.
I heard her incidentally. I was so drunk by a group of boys that I couldn't stand up and fell on the sofa in the hotel's private room. Although it was dizzy, my consciousness was still there. The sofa was right next to the private bathroom, and two unknown aunts were talking inside, and I could hear it clearly.
One said that I didn’t seem to be the one I used to be when Xiaoyan was in school, and the other immediately shrewd.
Just this sentence sobered most of my alcohol.
These things have been so long, and it doesn't make sense to be entangled any more. I even mocked my own measure. I have been married to Xiaoyan for three years. I know what kind of person Xiaoyan is the one who knows best. Even if she had been in love before, it's all over. Even if she had happened to that man before, it would be normal for two people to happen in love. She now completely belongs to me. What's the point of me to worry about those old things?
She didn't mention it, and she must be worried that I would care.
The ashes of father-in-law and mother-in-law's ashes were held the next day. In fact, Xiaoyan's mood improved a lot after the ceremony that day. The old man finally got into peace. Xiaoyan seemed to have let go of a lot of sadness in her heart, and the smile on her face gradually increased.
Although she still won't stop the wine for me, I can see that her mood has improved a lot because she began to not mind showing her love to me in front of everyone again.
I was actually quite uncomfortable with her personality at the beginning.
Maybe it is the unique bold personality of ethnic minorities, or maybe it is because she has such a carefree and generous temper. She has always picked up my head and kissed me whenever she wants to kiss me. She wants to touch me, and she will lift up my clothes and touch my body. She never cares about how many people or who are around her.
Once I even joked with her: Is it because you are in a state of interest and want to have sex, and you will untie my belt in front of others?
She nodded seriously and said: You are my husband, I am your wife, it is natural for you to have sex with me, and your belt must also be open to me at any time. What's so strange about this?
I understand that she is not very keen on sex. She does not resist these things, but it is not exaggerated to the point of asking for excessive demands. She just doesn't care about expressing love in front of others.
Of course, her careless personality has become much more restrained in front of her mother's family, at least she did not kiss me in front of everyone.
On the third day, basically everything was arranged. We were about to go back to Shenyang the next day. When we were having fun chatting with a group of peers, she held my neck and took a bite on my face in front of everyone.
That mouthful was really bitten. I howled in pain and almost threw the crazy woman out with a fall on her back, but I couldn't bear it and endured it.
She has this kind of personality. Her father-in-law said that after she returned from treatment in Beijing, she began to become extroverted and good at expressing her thoughts. It may be related to her experience of losing her closest relatives when she was a child. She may suddenly realize that all emotions must be expressed to the most important person in time, because once that person is gone, it will be too late to express anything.
These are my speculations. I have never talked about these issues specifically with her, and these things have not affected my life and her, so I naturally didn't take them to heart.
The family matters were almost done on the third day. Although the relatives at her house were very enthusiastic and hoped that we could take this opportunity to live at home for a while, because we both only took a few days off and were really unable to get out of work, we could only decide to return on the fourth day.
Her uncle and aunt were reluctant to part with her. When they learned that we were determined to leave, they had to prepare a lot of local specialties for us, including several large bags and cardboard boxes, but we couldn't help but refuse and told her brothers and younger brothers to put them on our car.
There was a cardboard box in my trunk, which my colleagues forgot to put in my car when they borrowed my car. I didn't know what was inside, because my uncle's brothers and younger brothers wanted to stuff the things into my car, so they threw the toolbox into the back seat of the car. When I got in the car, I found that the cardboard box had been dispersed. It turned out that there were several handcuffs and two telescopic rubber batons inside, all scattered at the back seat of my car. Xiaoyan didn't like to see these things very much. I cleaned up briefly and threw the broken cardboard box. The police tools were stuffed under my driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat.
After packing up, the trunk of the car was stuffed. Xiaoyan and I smiled helplessly. The family was so enthusiastic, just like we looked down on them if we didn't take their things.
We turned around and embarked on the fourth day of our return journey.
We got up very early this day, just like when we came. At around 6 o'clock in the morning, we had a full meal at the delicious breakfast in our hometown, so we drove back along the mountain road when we came.
The weather is very good today, with almost no clouds in the blue sky, and the temperature in the morning is not high, but the orange-red sun has risen to a height of several floors. The weather is good, and the mood seems to be particularly good. Xiaoyan also seems to have finally gotten rid of the haze state of more than a month since her father-in-law passed away. As soon as she left the intersection of Yonghe Town, she clamored to drive, so I stopped by the side of the road and changed her seat.
She had only been in half a year for her driver's license, and she hadn't really touched the car a few times. Although there were no other cars on the road, she still drove the car slowly with caution.
She was in a good mood, and I was in a bad mood. We couldn't help but sing loudly with the music played in the car.
Although in life has lost another relative, we have to continue living.
But no one of us expected that the road of infinitely beautiful mountains and flowers that we took today actually caused our lives to collapse like the sky and the earth to break.
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