Fu Dazhu was the butler now. He had always been taking care of the old man diligently.
He knew the old man very well. Seeing that the old man was happy, he was happy for the Fu family from the bottom of his heart.
In the future, the Fu family would no longer have two Mr. Fus. They would have a young lady too.
In the afternoon, the old man ate an extra bowl of rice. Mr. Fu, who hadn't returned home for a long time, was amazed. He said to the butler, "Dazhu, my father's appetite has increased recently. Not bad."
"Ever since the old man acknowledged his granddaughter, his spirit and appetite have increased day by day. His appetite has returned to when he was 70 years old," the butler replied with a smile. Although he was the butler, he didn't feel restrained in the Fu family. He was like family.
Mr. Fu was 48 years old today. He was one year younger than the butler.
