Moreover, Zhou Xuan was able to absorb the medicinal power more completely than ordinary people. He felt that his superpower was different, but he didn't know exactly where it was different. He just felt that it was different, very different. He used his superpower to check, but he still couldn't tell where the difference was. The use and ability of his superpower were similar to usual. He couldn't figure out what the difference was.
If he can't figure it out, so be it. He's not in a hurry anyway, and he's lost interest in pursuing his superpowers. Before, he wanted to make money, but now money is the least important thing to Zhou Xuan. All he wants now is to make his family happy and comfortable.
This trip to New York was truly the right decision. First of all, Fu Tianlai and Fu Yuhai were extremely happy, and their parents didn't feel uncomfortable at all. The two families were united as one, and they got along very well. Generally speaking, if there's a desire to fight over property and a sense of unease, it's not easy to get along well, especially with outsiders visiting. But in the Fu family, there's no such thought. Fu Tianlai had already transferred his assets to Zhou Xuan's name, and Zhou Xuan didn't care at all. Although his own wealth wasn't as much as the Fu family's, Zhou Xuan had built up a net worth of tens of billions in just one or two years, which was no small feat. Fu Tianlai also knew that this grandson-in-law wasn't greedy, and they would definitely enjoy Zhou Xuan's blessings in the future. He was truly at ease and didn't think about that kind of thing at all.
Zhou Xuan finished pouring out the soup, glanced at Wang Sao, chuckled, and handed her a bowl, saying, "Wang Sao, I think this soup is quite good. Have a bowl and try it."
Sister-in-law Wang had personally witnessed Zhou Xuan carefully preparing this soup. Regardless of whether it tasted good or not, it was his way of showing his appreciation, and given his status, inviting her to drink it was a matter of pride and honor.
I thanked them with a smile, and then slowly picked up the bowl to drink. The soup had a strong medicinal taste, which wasn't very good, but it wasn't bad either; in short, it wasn't very tasty.
Zhou Xuan chuckled as he filled a tray with the remaining soup and carried it into the living room, where the atmosphere remained lively and excited. Fu Tianlai, Fu Yuhai, Fu Ying, and the Zhou Cangsong couple were all playing with the two children, chatting happily. When Zhou Xuan brought out the soup, Fu Tianlai stared at him curiously and asked, "Zhou Xuan, what are you doing?"
Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Grandpa, Grandma, I specially made this soup. I learned how to make it, and although it's not very good, it's my heartfelt wish. Drink up, everyone have a bowl, and if you like it, I'll make more tomorrow."
Seeing Zhou Xuan's appearance, the others naturally didn't object, and each of them took a bowl. Fu Ying frowned when she saw the dark soup in her bowl and said, "Zhou Xuan, what kind of soup is this? It looks awful."
Zhou Xuan laughed and said, "Yingying, drink it. It will beautify your skin, and it will prolong the lives of your grandparents and great-grandparents. It will have the same effect on your parents. This is a special beauty and longevity tonic I brewed, a new variety."
Hearing Zhou Xuan say this, it seemed like he was joking, but Fu Ying knew that Zhou Xuan never did anything without a reason. Although it was uncertain whether the soup would taste good or have any effect, it was definitely not a bad thing. At the very least, this was the first time Zhou Xuan had done something at the Fu family, so she could consider it an act of filial piety, which was also a token of his goodwill.
Since it was a token of her affection, she couldn't refuse; otherwise, it wouldn't look good in front of Fu Yuhai and Fu Tianlai. She decided to drink it.
Fu Ying forced herself to drink the soup despite feeling uncomfortable. The soup was indeed not very good. Fu Tianlai and Fu Yuhai didn't mind. As elderly people, their sense of taste was much worse. Even if it was bitter or tasted bad, it was fine. Zhou Cangsong and Jin Xiumei were in a similar situation. It was like eating bitter melon. After the bitterness, there was a refreshing feeling.
After the group finished their soup, there were still several bowls left. Zhou Xuan thought for a moment, then took the bowls to the courtyard and the front gate, and let each of the bodyguards have a bowl as well. Although the taste wasn't great, given Zhou Xuan's status, he had personally served them the soup, so they had to accept the favor. Zhou Xuan's status in the Fu family was definitely no lower than that of Fu Tianlai, the head of the family, and they all understood that.
Zhou Xuan also knew that the medicine would take effect relatively slowly, and that the body of an ordinary person would digest and absorb it much more slowly. It might take until tomorrow for the body to feel comfortable and at ease, or at least more than ten hours, for it to be absorbed into the bloodstream.
Another lavish dinner was served that evening. Logically speaking, with the Fu family's wealth, dining at a famous restaurant or hotel would be no problem at all. However, Fu Tianlai and Fu Yuhai never liked going to restaurants or hotels. They felt that whatever they wanted to eat, they could just invite the chef to their home to cook, and they would still pay for it. But the feeling at home was just different.
The chefs invited for the evening were two of the most famous chefs in a five-star hotel in New York, one Chinese and one Western. So that Mr. and Mrs. Zhou could taste traditional Chinese dishes and also enjoy the best Western dishes.
Fu Tianlai even hired two highly experienced Chinese women at a high price to take care of his two children, Xiao Sizhou and Xiao Sisi. These were his lifeblood. With these two children, Fu Tianlai suddenly felt that he was old, really old, and wanted to retire. His former ambition had also weakened. He saw what he liked in Fu Ying.
In fact, all of this was due to Zhou Xuan's subtle influence on him. Through Zhou Xuan, Fu Tianlai felt the warmth and affection of family, and his yearning for money, status, and fame diminished. It was all too unnecessary. At his age, how many more years could he really live?
No matter how much money you earn, you can't take a single penny with you when you die. It's better to spend more time with your two children, take care of them, and keep your elderly father company. That's the best and happiest thing.
Fu Tianlai was heartbroken because his father, Fu Yuhai, was always alone and thought of Yingying every day. However, Fu Ying was already married, and he had to consider her husband's family situation. Zhou Xuan was also a very filial person, so he couldn't force her.
But Fu Ying's sudden return brought tears of joy to Fu Tianlai's eyes. His father seemed to have regained his youth, holding the child tightly and refusing to let go. Seeing this, Fu Tianlai felt comforted; the love of family was more important than anything else.
Fu Ying told him that Zhou Xuan had brought his parents over to settle down, specifically to take care of his grandfather and great-grandmother and keep them company. Fu Tianlai felt that everything he had done before was worthwhile. Zhou Xuan was someone the Fu family could entrust with their future. Although Zhou Xuan lacked ambition, didn't want to go into business, and didn't want to become the world's richest man, he knew all of this. He used to think he needed to find someone to inherit the Fu family's business, but now he didn't care anymore. Zhou Xuan was actually the most suitable person for Fu Ying. Fu Ying liked him and was happy, and Zhou Xuan loved Fu Ying. Wasn't that enough?
That night, the family chatted until after 1 a.m., but Grandpa Fu Yuhai was still not sleepy. He used to go to bed at 10 p.m. every night, but he was too excited tonight. The two children had already fallen asleep, but he was still holding Xiao Sisi in his arms and didn't want to let go.
Fu Ying understood her grandmother's feelings and didn't say anything. But later, seeing that it was getting late, she and Jin Xiumei carried the two children to the room and told Fu Yuhai to go back to his room to sleep. Fu Yuhai's reluctant look amused Fu Ying, who said, "Grandma, you like children so much, I think Sizhou should sleep with you. Let him miss the old lady a little."
Fu Yuhai was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. He immediately said to Fu Tianlai, "Tianlai, tomorrow have someone prepare a small bed for my room, and let Sizhou sleep with me."
Fu Tianlai smiled and agreed. His father's condition brought him great comfort. His father was 102 years old this year. Frankly, at that age, anything could happen, so making his father happy as long as he lived was the best thing he could do. At his age, he probably didn't crave anything else; he was just lonely in his old age, without companionship, and what he cherished most was family and kinship. In this family, the elderly were old, and his son and his wife were often away in the world. Even when they returned, they didn't talk much with their grandmother. Fu Tianlai was also busy with his company and didn't talk much with his parents at home either. On the contrary, Fu Ying was closest to their grandmother, it had always been that way since childhood. Now, Fu Ying was grown up, married, but the two children she brought back were their hope.
Zhou Xuan and Fu Ying put Xiao Sisi to sleep. Back in Beijing, Xiao Sisi slept with his grandparents, Jin Xiumei and Zhou Cangsong. Now that they've come to New York, the elderly couple certainly won't compete with Fu Yuhai for his attention; it doesn't matter who he's with, they're all their grandson.
The night was too late and everyone was too excited, and the consequences carried over to the next day. The next day, the whole family slept until after nine o'clock, including Mrs. Wang and all the bodyguards. Everyone was puzzled, as Mrs. Wang was usually the earliest riser and never slept in. But today was strange; she slept very soundly, without waking up once, and slept straight until 9:30. When she woke up, she didn't realize it was any different than usual. She was shocked when she looked at the clock, still not believing it, and quickly got up to check elsewhere before discovering that it really was past nine o'clock. She was quite surprised.
Decades have passed, and nothing like this has ever happened to her before; it's far too unusual.
However, this strange situation did not only happen to her, but to everyone in the Fu family. In the past, she was the first to get up, and the second was old man Fu Yuhai. The first thing they did after getting up was to tend to the flowers and plants in the backyard to get fresh air, but today, he did not get up either.
Mrs. Wang thought that this might be because she stayed up too late last night. However, the bodyguards shouldn't be like this either. There are six of them, working in several shifts, with someone on duty 24 hours a day. But the two on duty today were sleeping like dead pigs.
After getting up, Zhou Xuan checked his watch, then nudged Fu Ying and said, "Yingying, it's almost ten o'clock, get up, Xiao Sisi is hungry too."
Fu Ying opened her eyes, sat up and stared blankly for a while, then looked at Xiao Sisi.
The little girl neither cried nor made a sound. She put her two chubby little fists to her mouth and sucked on them, making a "gurgling" sound. Her jewel-like eyes rolled around, which was very cute.
"Oh dear, it's almost ten o'clock?" Fu Ying quickly got up after waking up, and said to Xiao Sisi, "Oh dear, my baby must be starving, Mommy will make you something."
Fu Ying was also puzzled. In the past, no matter how late she went to bed, she would always wake up at nine o'clock and wouldn't go back to sleep. She had always developed this habit. Could it be a matter of time difference? After living in China for a year or two, would she experience any culture shock after suddenly returning to New York?
Zhou Xuan glanced at Fu Ying and chuckled, "Yingying, didn't I tell you my nourishing soup had beauty benefits? You didn't believe me, but look, those two freckles on your face are gone, you're even more beautiful now!"
Fu Ying didn't believe it. During the time she was pregnant, she had developed a few pregnancy spots on her face, which she was very unhappy about. She even looked in the mirror yesterday. How could they disappear after just one night's sleep?
She hummed as she walked to the dressing table and sat down, looking at herself in the mirror. But what she saw truly surprised her.
She had just woken up, which is usually the time when she's at her worst and most disheveled, but now, looking in the mirror, apart from her slightly messy hair, her skin had returned to normal—hydrated, rosy, and almost glowing. Her already stunning face seemed even more beautiful now.
Fu Ying was stunned for a moment before she remembered what Zhou Xuan had said to her yesterday. Could it really be the effect of some kind of tonic soup he made?
Zhou Xuan had never made up stories about her before, and he generally didn't do anything unreliable. Thinking about it this way, perhaps there really was something going on in that bowl of soup.
After washing up, I went downstairs to the living room. Zhou Cangsong, Jin Xiumei, Fu Tianlai, and Fu Yuhai had just gotten up and come downstairs. We met in the living room, but before we even sat down, we all exclaimed "Eh!"
Fu Yuhai and Fu Tianlai were in slightly better shape, and Zhou Cangsong and his wife showed less change; they just seemed much more energetic. Fu Ying, who was always radiant, didn't show any particular change. But Fu Yuhai and his son Fu Tianlai were different.
Both father and son had white hair. Fu Tianlai was just over seventy, while Fu Yuhai was one hundred and two years old. In addition to their white hair, their beards were also white.
But now it's very strange. Fu Tianlai's hair and beard have turned half black and mostly white, like hair that has been dyed black and then, after a few months, some of it has returned to its original white color, while some of it remains black.
Fu Yuhai's hair was even more noticeably black, with more than half of his white hair turning black, and even his beard was half black and half white. Fu Ying and Zhou Cangsong were quite surprised, thinking that Fu Tianlai and his son had dyed their hair black. But if they were dyeing their hair, why only dye half of it? Was this a new trend?
However, some people found it hard to believe, because they had just woken up and had gone to bed so late last night, how could that be?
Fu Tianlai first asked Fu Yuhai in surprise, "Dad, why is your beard and hair so much black?"