Foreign brides in bachelor village

In the inland region of central China, there is a small village called X Village. If we only consider the scenery, it
can be described as beautiful. However, the more beautiful the scenery, the more backward the economic development level. The same
is true for this place.

Due to inconvenient transportation, commercial activities were restricted, and the residents of X Village could only make a living by farming for generations.
Until the reform and opening up, social transformation brought about tremendous changes to this small mountain village. The most outstanding young people
either went to school, went to work, or moved to the county with convenient transportation, and gradually left this remote
village. The remaining young people were mostly not very bright, or even lazy. In addition,
there were some left-behind children and empty-nest elderly whose parents worked away from home all year round and had no one to take care of them. As a result
, the vitality of the mountain village declined and it became poorer and poorer. Eventually, even young girls could not be kept. Girls
from the same village married to other places, while girls from other villages were unwilling to marry into the village. As a result
, the small village with a population of only a few hundred people had no less than 30 bachelors. One-fifth of all the men could not find
wives and entered the era of bachelorhood ahead of schedule. The resulting social problems cast a shadow over this peaceful little mountain village
.

Although the village was somewhat isolated and backward, it at least had enough to eat and wear. Many farmers still scrimped and saved
to send their children to school. Among them was an exceptionally outstanding young man who not only gained admission to a prestigious university in Beijing but
also went abroad to study, becoming the pride of the entire village, town, and even county.

"It's so good to finally be back home after 10 years," a young man murmured.

His name was Feng Tong, the outstanding young man we mentioned earlier. Although
homesickness played a part in his return, his main purpose was to introduce his new wife to his future father-in-law
and fellow villagers. This new bride was no ordinary woman, not because of her wealth or intelligence,
but because she was a foreigner.

The girl's name was Helen, a 23-year-old South African woman. Because her parents were of pure Dutch
descent, she was tall, standing at 1.75 meters. Even Feng Tong, who is 1.78 meters tall,
looked somewhat short next to her. Although she was tall, she didn't have the stocky, barrel-like figure of some white women; instead, she
was shapely, voluptuous, and alluring. Her long, naturally golden hair cascaded over her
shoulders, and her blue eyes were as clear and bright as the waters of Lake Baikal. She bore a striking resemblance to her fellow countryman, the film star Charlie. Z*
Cerone was truly a beauty. Her snow-white neck was flushed with pink, and her full breasts were like two large
peaches. When she moved, they bounced like two playful rabbits. Her slender waist looked as if
it could be grasped in one hand, which further accentuated the size, fullness, and roundness of her buttocks. Helen's thighs were slightly fleshy,
but it was precisely because her thighs were a little thick that they could support her plump buttocks. However, her calves below the knees seemed to suddenly
contract, long and straight. Although she often participated in sports, she only had a little muscle.

She met Feng Tong in Johannesburg. At that time, Feng Tong was one of
the main , and could be considered a young talent. She was a civil servant in the city where the project was located.
Because they often interacted, the two gradually developed feelings for each other. Helen was
moved by Feng Tong's unique politeness and personal charm as an Eastern man. At that time, South Africa was in a chaotic period after black people came to power. Violence
was frequent, the economy was declining, personal income was plummeting, and the lives of white people were getting worse. Whether it was participating in politics or finding employment,
they were restricted by black people and many immigrated to Europe and America. It also became difficult to find a suitable marriage partner. Therefore,
her relationship with Feng Tong was quickly approved by her family. After all, during the apartheid era, Chinese people also
gained the so-called honorary white status.

Helen was actually quite excited about returning home with Xiao Feng. China, so far
away . She had even studied Chinese while in South Africa, and
with Feng Tong's help in practicing her spoken language, her level was now quite good. Besides, Feng Tong had promised to immigrate to the UK with her someday
, so she feared her opportunities to return to China would become increasingly rare. Therefore, she invited her cousin,
who was also her best friend An, and the three of them came to China together, treating this trip as a combination of
visiting . Feng Tong, along with his fiancée and sister-in-law, enjoyed the beautiful mountains and rivers, and the historical sites of the province.
Finally, they packed their luggage, rented a car, and prepared to head towards Village X.

Unexpectedly, the weather turned bad. When they were still more than 100 kilometers away, the car had an accident. The group had no choice but
to wait by the roadside for passing vehicles to help them. But in this remote and impoverished area, it was hard to know when they would be able to wait. Feng Tong
felt a little look
at the end of the road and sometimes glance at his travel companions, afraid that they would be unhappy. However, it didn't seem so. A voluptuous red-haired beauty didn't seem to notice his unease at all. She was just busy
filming the beautiful sunset in the countryside with her DV camera. She was Helen's cousin, Ann.

An had fiery red hair, but it wasn't long. Because of her hairstyle, Feng Tong once
jokingly said that she sometimes looked like Superman's mom from The Incredibles. But there was more he didn't dare to say: even
her huge buttocks resembled her. Her two beautiful buttocks were wide and round like Chinese millstones, but they didn't
sag . Instead, they were raised high, almost reaching the sky. If you looked at her from behind, all men would be
attracted by the swaying waves of her buttocks. But if you looked at her from the front, the beautiful sight from before would have to admit defeat. An
's chest was simply too magnificent and unforgettable. Her bust size could be estimated to be close to 100 cm. Even by
the standards of European and American women, it would be considered huge breasts. In China, it would almost be considered a monster. This curvaceous,
tall beauty had an extremely exaggerated S-curve. I remember when she first came through customs, even
the expressionless customs officers couldn't help but glance at her a couple of times. While sightseeing in the scenic area, she was surrounded by onlookers. Many
tourists used their phones, cameras, and camcorders, not to film the scenery, but specifically to film An. Many
even ran back to take another look after passing by, which was really excessive.

Even the rental car driver, upon seeing her large breasts, hurriedly lowered his price to get a fare,
staring intently at the two white beauties' sensitive areas in his rearview mirror the whole way, to the point that he accidentally drove the car into a ditch. This
almost lewd, voyeuristic gaze was noticed even by Feng Tong, who had a big argument with the driver. However, An had a very good personality.
She didn't seem to care at all, probably because she had been sexually attractive since childhood, easily arousing
male hormones, and over time, she had become indifferent to men's gazes. It was precisely because of An's calm
personality that Feng Tong's worried heart felt somewhat relieved. Just as he was thinking this, a cheer almost
startled .

"It's a car, a car is coming, a car is coming!" Helen shouted excitedly. Sure enough, following the direction she pointed,
a dilapidated rural bus came. The dilapidated bus initially showed no intention of stopping, and several people
waved until the bald driver saw the two plump, fair-skinned beauties and then slammed on the brakes, stopping in
front of them.

"How did you manage to break down the bus here?" the driver, wearing a dirty white undershirt, asked. The men
smiled and didn't answer. The sudden braking had startled the passengers inside, who all leaned out, ready to curse. But
the words caught in their throats as they stared at the two beauties. Before two minutes had passed, Feng Tong
felt a surge of people outside one of the windows, as if a pot had exploded.

The bus driver and the rental car driver chatted absentmindedly, their eyes constantly scanning An and Helen. Several
migrant worker-looking passengers pretended to help troubleshoot the problem, getting off the bus and circling around. But their acting was too fake, because two of them
already had erections, and the others were staring wide-eyed and swallowing hard.

It's not really their fault... Feng Tong thought to himself. In this remote and isolated countryside, there weren't many
opportunities to see foreigners, let alone two charming and beautiful foreign women. Helen was dressed more formally,
in a casual outfit. She wore a t-shirt on top and a denim mini skirt on the bottom, revealing
half of her snow-white and straight thighs. But whether the clothes were too small or what, the whole outfit was stretched full and round, as if it would burst at the slightest
movement . Even Feng Tong wondered how such a voluptuous body could fit into such tight clothes.

An's attire was more casual, but far more alluring. A narrow white vest was
all , revealing her two enormous breasts, which looked like two basketballs squeezed together, with most of them exposed.
Her cleavage seemed bottomless, and her nipples, like little mushrooms, bulged out, their alluring
outlines clearly visible on the vest. Her plump lower body was covered by a pair of white bodysuits, exposing her entire
beautiful buttocks. Because they were low-waisted, if she bent over slightly, the two straps of her
pink thong would be visible, giving the surrounding migrant workers a feast for the eyes. They seemed eager to push An down and have a good
time with her.

After pretending to study the situation for a while, the bus driver said to Feng Tong, "It looks like this
bus . Where are you going? If it's on your way, I can give you a ride."

"X Village, driver, is it on your way?" Feng Tong started to think the bus driver was a good person.

"X Village? Ah, you mean that bachelor village? It's a run-down place. I wouldn't normally go that way, but seeing
how pitiful you are, it wouldn't be right not to give you a ride. 100 yuan per person, get on."

"Thank you, but driver, I don't know if there are any seats left on this bus?" Looking at the
heads , Feng Tong felt the bus was a bit overcrowded.

"Hmph, in this situation, you're still being picky? Let me tell you, this is the last bus to
that place Why don't you stay here for the night? It's not safe around here at night;
there are plenty of robbers. A taxi driver was recently found dead on the roadside, and there are illegal brick kilns nearby that kidnap people for
forced labor. If you're not afraid, you can stay the night; no one will bother you. But if you actually run into trouble, it'll
be too late to regret it." The driver said dismissively as he turned around, pretending to get on the bus and leave.

Unexpectedly, these few words startled Helen. After all, her Chinese was now quite fluent, and
the fear of being left in the wilderness outweighed her aversion to the crowds. She said to Feng Tong, "Let's go now." An also
said she didn't mind, treating it as a wonderful experience. With that, Feng Tong had even less objection. The three of them
packed their belongings and boarded the bus.

As he boarded the bus, Feng Tong felt a slight sense of relief. After all, the driver hadn't lied entirely;
spending the night here wasn't easy. The mosquitoes alone could kill you.
It was lucky to have encountered a regular bus before dark on this remote road. Thinking about how the lecherous rental driver would have to spend the night alone, he even
felt a touch of schadenfreude. His mood improved, so much so that when An and Helen boarded with their backpacks
, the bus driver and several migrant workers pretended to help them carry their bags, deliberately
groping their buttocks and waists, but it didn't affect his mood.

"We're so lucky..." Before Feng Tong could finish his sentence, the smell of sweat and foot odor
silenced him. Because it was a long-distance bus, the bus was filled with those shared sleeping berths.
However, due to overloading, the berths that should have been for two people were now crammed with at least three or four people. There were even
several farmers lying haphazardly in the aisles on both sides. This scene left An and Helen somewhat dumbfounded, and they even felt a little regretful.
But at this moment, the driver had already started the bus, and the wheels rolled forward on the bumpy dirt road.

Faced with this situation, Feng Tong had no choice but to abandon his initial optimism and awkwardly said to Helen,

"Honey, just bear with it, we'll be there soon."

At that moment, the bus driver called out, "Attention everyone! There are two foreign friends on the bus now.
If you have seats, please step up and make way. Don't embarrass us Chinese!"

The driver's words caused a slight commotion in the carriage. However, on this bus, which was predominantly male,
it was not easy to find a few seats. The few women scattered around were all lying on the communal bunks in the front, none of them showing
any intention of giving up their seats. After all, they had all paid for tickets, and who would want to give up their seats for others? Besides, after giving
up their seats they would have to squeeze into the back with a bunch of grown men, a thought that made them nauseous.

Just then, several older migrant workers called out to the younger migrant workers, hurling insults and slaps, clearly
intending to give them a seat. Although Helen and Ann didn't feel happy about it at all,
they were to reality
. After discussing it with Feng Tong, they swayed their hips and headed for the seats in the back row.

Just as Feng Tong was about to walk over, someone behind him shouted, "Friend, it's all full. You're a grown man, just
make do with some seats in the front."

Hearing this, Feng Tong looked at the driver in surprise. The driver looked helpless and
advised him to just spend the night in the aisle. Faced with this situation, Helen and Ann were a little at a loss.
Seeing this, the people in the back called out to Feng Tong, "It's okay, let those two come over. We'll all make room for them.
Nobody will take advantage of them. Look, they've got a berth all to themselves, haven't they?"

Although Feng Tong was a little worried about his wife, he could only helplessly signal the two to go to the back
.

Having no other choice, Ann and Helen put down their backpacks and slowly made their way to the back of the bus. Although it was only
a short distance, it took them a long time. Firstly, the aisle was really crowded, and secondly,
the stares coming from all directions, as if they wanted to devour them alive, made them feel uncomfortable. The two women's round, plump buttocks and
trembling breasts attracted the attention of all the men on the bus. The men in the upper bunks stared intently at the two foreign women's huge breasts,
wishing they could pop their eyes out and jump into the deep cleavage.

The men in the lower bunks stared at Helen's plump buttocks and large breasts, wishing they had four eyes. Some even
lowered their heads as much as possible to peek under Helen's beautiful skirt. Feng Tong secretly groaned.
Although Helen wasn't wearing a thong, it was still a tiny, sexy pair of panties that she usually
only wore when the two of them made love. This morning, in her haste, she hadn't had time to change, and the front of the panties was covered by a thin veil,
clearly showing her golden pubic hair. He could only hope that the dim lighting in the carriage would prevent them from seeing clearly.
But their subsequent reactions greatly disappointed Feng Tong. Each of the men who had been peeping under her skirt either seemed speechless
with or couldn't contain their ecstasy, their lower bodies bulging even through the blanket. It seemed they had really exposed themselves
.

The once unfortunate aisle has now become the most sought-after spot. The people in the aisle can
admire the two beauties at extremely close range. In addition, the road conditions on this dirt road are so bad that the car sways and shakes, and the two fair-skinned beauties
are always unsteady on their feet, leaning forward and backward. The people in the aisle take the opportunity to grope them,
pinching their breasts and buttocks. Helen and Ann are completely unaware, thinking that they are just helping them to stand up, and even give these guys
grateful smiles.

The boys who had offered them their seats, who didn't need to move forward at all, squeezed their way to the front.
As they brushed past An and Helen, Feng Tong clearly saw that their penises were already
throbbing uncontrollably. One short boy, who looked only 13 or 14 years old, even pretended to be with An,
burying his head deep in her chest, while his hands groped her plump buttocks, making
loud . Faced with this obvious harassment, An could only glare angrily. The boy wisely walked away.
At this moment, a chorus of envious sighs rose from the nearby berths.

It felt like a long time had passed before they finally completed this arduous journey. When An and Helen reached the back of the carriage,
Helen's clothes were somewhat disheveled, and An's full, white buttocks became the focus of everyone's attention
. Five or six black handprints of varying sizes were left on her white trousers.

Upon reaching the back seat, the two women discovered that only one single berth was available.
It was clear that the two tall, full-figured Caucasian women couldn't lie together. Just as they were worrying about this, Ann noticed another spot nearby. Going
over, they saw a short, hunched old man already lying there. However, because the old man was so thin—
probably not even 1.3 meters tall—and skin and bones, it was obvious that a full-figured Caucasian woman could squeeze onto the berth.

Ann and Helen had grown up together, and because Ann was three years older than Helen, she always took care of her.
Faced with this situation, Ann didn't hesitate to give up her single berth to Helen, intending to share
the .

The old man was a scavenger who had recently been taken in by a shelter. They gave him some money to travel back to his hometown.
Because of his scavenging and years of not bathing, he reeked of decay. It was only after much persuasion from
the shelter
migrant workers and elderly farmers refused to share a bunk with him because of the unpleasant smell, so he was happy to relax and
fell fast asleep. He was completely unaware of what was happening below the bus. An, on the other hand, had caught a cold when she first came to China and
couldn't smell anything, so she didn't pay much attention.

When Ann shook him awake, the old man was about to lash out when a huge, round, voluptuous woman came into view.
Looking up , he realized it was a short-haired, red-haired foreign beauty calling him. The old man scratched
the back of his sparsely sparse head, as if trying to confirm if he was dreaming. It wasn't until Ann, in broken Chinese, gestured and
indicated that she should sit there, and he saw the envious looks from those around him, that he realized he had struck it lucky .
His tiny, almost invisible eyes squinted, his toothless, withered mouth stretched to the back of his head,
and he hurriedly made room for Ann, repeatedly saying "Welcome, welcome." The scene was utterly hilarious.

Feng Tong, who was sitting in front, had been a little worried when he saw a man in Ann's seat, but when he realized
it was such a ridiculous old man, he relaxed a bit.
What harm could a half-buried old man pose to a voluptuous, tall foreign woman?

After everything was settled, he curled up in the aisle, intending to rest for a bit.
Everyone was exhausted after a long day. Just as he started to doze off, the people around him
began chatting in the local dialect. They assumed Feng Tong didn't understand the dialect and didn't care, speaking
without restraint.

"Second Brother, we're fucking lucky this time! We saw such beautiful women, they're
like they stepped out of a painting!" a shifty-eyed guy couldn't help but say. "

Women in paintings don't have such big breasts, such big butts! Those asses are huge! When the red-haired one
got on the bus, I was afraid her big butt would get stuck in the door, so I kindly helped her push it open. My hand seemed to sink
right in and then bounce back out immediately, making my dick hard instantly!" A
burly man called "Second Brother" said,

"Second Brother, me too! It's still swollen and painful. Those two big-assed foreign women are bigger than Old Donkey's woman's ass..."

"Her buttocks are huge! I'm over 50, and this is the first time I've ever seen anything like it." A chubby, dark-skinned man chimed in, "Old Donkey's wife can't compare to those two. Those foreign horses have big, perky, and round butts, and their breasts are plump
, pointed, and firm. They're definitely not our breed. Little Six, if I could ride a foreign horse just once, I'd
work for free for 20 years!"

"If it were me, I'd work for free my whole life, really, Second Brother. Before, when I watched the news, I'd see things like
American Prime Minister Merkel and British Secretary of State Rice—they were either as fat as old sows or dark-skinned and skinny,
like shaved monkeys. Unlike these two foreign beauties, with their curvaceous figures, slim waists, long legs, and
good looks , just like those foreign actresses!

" "What 'that' and 'that'? I think you look like 'that'. If you don't know, don't talk nonsense. Those guys seem to be going to that
bachelor village. They're probably going there to breed. Let's go back to village X in 20 years, and it'll be full of Chinese and foreign
bastards . But since they're going to breed with those old bachelors, why
don't we just enjoy ourselves here? You agree, haha."

This malicious joke was agreed upon by several people around him, and a burst of laughter erupted on the bus. To Feng
Tong, it was both infuriating and hilarious. He was infuriated that these few bumpkins dared to try and get
their foreign wives, and hilarious because of the ignorance and closed-mindedness of the people here
. They couldn't even pronounce the most basic names correctly. This must be what officials often refer to as the lack of public awareness.

The night bus swayed rhythmically, and as the sky outside the window grew darker, Feng Tong's... His eyelids
began to grow heavier. The people around him chatted more and more enthusiastically, their conversation becoming increasingly lewd, with
new people joining in. But Feng Tong no longer cared. He looked towards the back of the carriage. An, thanks to her cold medicine,
had fallen into a deep sleep. Helen only nodded and smiled at him occasionally, as if to say, "I'm alright." The two were in
perfect sync, understanding each other perfectly. As a result, Feng Tong became sleepy and curled up against the aisle, falling
asleep. Meanwhile, outside the window, the long night was just beginning.

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