I think the love of a Chinese family is one of the best kept secrets in the world. And if ever there was an example, it’s our upcoming move to Hangzhou.
It’s amazing how a simple walk through my husband’s village in rural Zhejiang suddenly opens up unexpected doors and hearts.
Some men in Asia carry their girlfriends’/wives’ bags for them or carry so-called “manbags” of their own. And there’s nothing wrong with that.
Though I still equate the word “invitation” with notice, I’m learning to appreciate the beauty in a sudden invite, like my big uncle’s dinner in China.
To my parents, my Chinese father-in-law was that “hard-to-buy-for” guy — which reminded me of how many of us struggle with cross-cultural gift giving.
Here are three things I wish I had known when I first started dating Chinese men.