That night, everyone gathered for a big dinner at the Fu house. Long tables were set up in the yard, filled with hot food and big bowls of rice. Every person in the family sat together, their faces bright in the warm lantern light.
Madame Fu and Bai Ming brought out the last bowls of soup, placing them down with happy smiles before sitting down.
Just as everyone picked up their chopsticks to eat, the wooden doors opened.
Master Fu walked out into the yard.
Every single person stopped moving. Master Fu was not using his walking stick. He was walking all by himself, taking strong, steady steps!
Fu Tong opened his mouth wide, almost dropping his bowl. Fu Li clapped her hands over her mouth, and Fu Sheng stood up so fast his chair made a loud noise.
"Father!" Fu Sheng cried out, his eyes big with shock. "You... you are walking!"
Everyone at the table gasped with joy. Madame Fu had happy tears in her eyes, and Bai Ming smiled brightly.
