Nanjiang, Yan residence…
Fu Chen returned to his room to take a shower and read Buddhist scriptures for a while before going downstairs leisurely. Duan Linbai had woken up early. His schedule used to be reversed, but after becoming blind, he hadn't been staying up late at night.
"Oh, Third Fu, have a taste of this soup. It's really good and delicious." Duan Linbai reached out his hand to greet him.
Fu Chen glanced at the soup bowl. He could vaguely see some nourishing food like wolfberries and red dates.
"Stewed soup early in the morning?" Fu Chen sat down beside him.
"Third Master, you don't know this, but Madam had an accident some time ago and has been nourishing her body. Don't you want to get married? You definitely have to nurse your body and prepare for the future…" Mother Huang smiled.
