While at the Yao minority village in Huangluo, I participated in a traditional wedding ceremony, which proceeded roughly as follows: choosing your wife by stepping on her foot, a sign of your love for a woman; brides singing for grooms; brides and grooms dancing together, followed by the women, all of them, not just brides, pinching the butts of the grooms, a sign of a woman's love for a man, and of course the harder the pinch the stronger the love; a rice-smashing ceremony where grooms prepare food for the celebration; grooms singing individually to their brides; drinking village liquor together, two shots, one with your arms intertwined, as shown, and the second with your drinking arm wrapped around your partner's head; exchange of gifts, done back-to-back; grooms carrying their brides, on their backs, off to privacy while the rest of the women from the village try to push you away, preventing you from leaving the ceremony.
|My Chinese wife.|
|Singing to my bride; photo courtesy of another woman in the village, who borrowed my camera (same goes for the two photos below).|
|Drinking the first of two shots of traditional village liquor.|
|Trying to escape the stage with my new wife.|