Warming the bed for the Brother Boss is really nothing interesting.
For instance, yesterday afternoon, the bride scooted off early on her light motorcycle to pick up her school friend, while this groom idled until almost dark before coming over for the bedwarmer.
He got on the three-wheeler lent by Director Xu, but he had to invite this relative for a while, and then arrange to meet that friend. Following him, I didn't know how many townships we visited or how many villages we ran through.
We raced until past eleven at night, with rumbling bellies and numbingly bumpy butts before we finally arrived at his home.
His family is not small; uncles, Young Master, and other elders, along with cousins who came for the bridal escort were all there, but I didn't recognize a single one, and even their accents differed, leaving me clueless about what to say to them.
After gobbling a few bites of food, it was time to wash feet and sleep.
