The butler Fu Dazhu, who came out of the kitchen with a bowl of meal, couldn’t help smiling when he heard the three generations of the Fu Family laughing; even his eyes were a little wet.
He had been taking care of the old Sir for 15 years and had also lived in the Fu Family’s house in Dangui Garden for 15 years. Sometimes the Fu Family’s desertedness made him feel heartbroken.
Take New Year, for example; the house was so deserted that there was no smell of fireworks. Yu Sheng never came home every year. He could count with his fingers the number of times he came back to accompany the old gentleman. Three fingers were all he needed.
Now, the old gentleman’s granddaughter was back, and she was also a soldier. Three generations were all soldiers. The family was reunited, great!
The meal was very rich. Father Fu deliberately wanted to show off his cooking skills in front of his daughter. He knew in advance that his daughter didn’t dislike anything, so he focused on making Jiangnan cuisine. Besides, it was also his hometown.
Dongpo Pork, Song Sao Fish, Sister Song’s Fish Broth, Guoba With Tomato And Shrimp, Fiery Pupil Immortal Duck… Father Fu picked a dish for Ye Jian while announcing its name, which made Ye Jian deeply shocked.
She really couldn’t tell that…her father was actually a talented chef!
The old gentleman’s favorite was the dishes from his hometown. With a piece of Dongpo meat on his chopsticks, he commented, “The meat is glutinous, but the juice needs to be thicker. If you put more Shaoxing wine and stir them in a small bowl, it will taste better.”
“I used all the Shaoxing wine we have at home. There was only half a bowl, yet you can still taste it. Dad, you are amazing.”
When Father Fu saw that Ye Jian was shocked by his craftsmanship, he was greatly satisfied, “If it wasn’t for your grandpa who had already arranged for me to join the military last time, I might really have become a chef.”
The old man simply answered, “If I hadn’t gone to the Aviation Academy later, maybe I would have become a gourmet.”
Butler Fu Dazhu was delighted to hear the conversation, “If I hadn’t come to the Fu Family to take care of the old Sir, maybe I would have become a big pig farmer.”
Ye Jian, whose bowl was full of dishes, smiled so bright that her eyes were shining. Then, she heard Father Fu said again, “In the future, when you’re looking for a husband, Jian’er, find someone who can cook like me.”
Ye Jian imagined Xia Jinyuan cooking in an apron… she shivered; she couldn’t imagine it.
It was difficult for Major Xia to practice cooking and be like her father.
The dinner was very enjoyable. Ye Jian wanted to help clean up the dishes but was stopped by the butler.
“Leave it to your Uncle Fu to do it. Otherwise, he will be worried that you will steal his job next time.” The old gentleman joked.
“You’re right; that’s exactly the reason. Come, let me do it, let me do it.” The butler Fu Dazhu laughed. How could he take up the status of being known as “Uncle Fu” by the two chiefs? They really looked up to him.
But Ye Jian just replied, “Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Fu.”
Fu Dazhu laughed so much, he couldn’t close his mouth. The Fu Family was kind; that was why he didn’t want to go back to his son’s house and be treated badly by his daughter-in-law.
“It’s getting late. You guys can talk about business later or when you are in the car.” When the butler went into the kitchen, the old gentleman, with a slight smile on his face, reminded Ye Jian. He noticed his granddaughter’s face changed slightly because of his words. He sighed, “Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Your dad has to know the truth. It’s better to know it earlier. I am reluctant to watch you suffer.”
“Let the adults deal with the matter by themselves. How can they let a child bear it? Listen to me and talk to your dad later.” The old gentleman’s attitude was a bit persistent this time. He was clearly asking Ye Jian to confess the matter. “If you can’t do it, how about let me come forward and tell him the truth?”
