Lin Han was a little surprised by Principal Zhang’s restaurant. It was a Western-style restaurant with round tables, high-back sofa chairs, and two landscape oil paintings were actually hung on the wall.

Four people sat around the round table, and the little girl, Jasmine, was waiting next to her. At the door, she sat Principal Zhang. On his left, she sat a woman in her early forties. She was beautiful and dignified, wearing a red cheongsam with golden silk edges, wearing pearl earrings, and a string of pearl necklaces on her chest. There were no other accessories, but she looked elegant and wealthy. It was obvious that the young lady was born. She was Principal Zhang’s wife, whose real name was Lin Yuxi. Since marrying Principal Zhang, outsiders have called her Mrs. Zhang, but her real name has rarely been mentioned.

Next to Mrs. Zhang was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, with long shawls, big eyes, melon-shaped face, and delicate facial features. She looked like a beauty. Although she was a little young, her heroic eyes were not only charming, but also flashed with infinite youthful vitality. She was Principal Zhang's second daughter, named Zhang Yunzhi, and was studying in high school at Chongqing Qiujing Middle School. It was winter vacation and was at home.

Lin Han was sitting on Principal Zhang’s right hand.

Obviously everyone has introduced each other just now.

Principal Zhang picked up a glass of wine and continued to say to Lin Han: "Yunzhi has another brother who works in the government and is very busy on weekdays and rarely goes home." After that, he raised his glass of wine and said, "Come on, let's drink another one." As soon as he finished speaking, a glass of white wine was seen at the bottom of the glass. It seemed that Principal Zhang had a good alcohol tolerance. Lin Han hurriedly drank another glass with him.

Of course there are many delicious dishes on this table, including Gongbao chicken, steamed river balls, fish-flavored shredded pork, Mapo tofu, Baishiyi board duck, fried bamboo shoot tips, pork belly stewed chicken soup. The dishes include oil-cooked river shrimp, braised beef, green pepper and eggs, and stir-fried lotus root cubes. Soon after three rounds of wine, it was already late at this time, and you could vaguely hear the sound of firecrackers sounding from time to time outdoors.

Mrs. Zhang said: "The Spring Festival will be celebrated the day after tomorrow. It is rare for many people to celebrate the Chinese New Year this year. Everyone relax and eat more vegetables." It turned out that Mrs. Zhang heard that Lin Han and her had the same surname, so she didn't feel that she was very close to each other.

Facing a sumptuous dinner on the table, Lin Han drank a few glasses of white wine, and now he felt really hungry. He didn't hesitate to be polite when he heard Mrs. Zhang say this. He picked up a bowl of rice and picked up a large meal. He didn't know whether it was chicken or pork. He started eating it with a slight snoring. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a bit dripping with water. The hunger had made Lin Han unable to care about his image.

Principal Zhang and Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but smile at each other when they saw him eating. Zhang Yunzhi opened her eyes wide and looked at Lin Han in surprise, both forgot to move her chopsticks.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang picked up a piece of chicken leg and put it in Lin Han’s bowl, and said pity: “Don’t hurry, eat slowly, don’t choke.”

Lin Han said shyly: "Thank you, Mrs. Zhang, I'm so embarrassed."

Mrs. Zhang liked Lin Han's straightforward temperament very much. Seeing that he was handsome and had a sense of perseverance in his bookish spirit, he added a bit of heroism and was quite similar to his son's temperament. He felt a little more pity. He felt a little moved and said kindly: "Xiaolin, I can also be your aunt in terms of age. We have the same surname. It is a fate to meet each other today. Why don't you call me aunt? Mrs. Zhang shouted and became a little bit a little bit too much. Do you think it's good?"

Xiaolin hurriedly stood up and said, "It's rare that my wife loves you, how dare Xiaolin not obey your order? My nephew greets my aunt here." After that, he bowed and bowed.

Mrs. Zhang was overjoyed and said, "Okay, okay, today I will recognize your nephew. Come and sit down and eat slowly." Lin Han just sat down and heard Principal Zhang laugh and say, "Nephew Lin, have you forgotten your uncle here?"

Lin Han hurriedly stood up again and bowed and said, "I have seen my uncle." He blushed for a moment.

Principal Zhang laughed and said, "You don't need to be polite to sit down, sit down." The joy was beyond words.

At this time, Zhang Yunzhi heard her laugh and said, "Haha, I have another brother, I'm not afraid of my elder brother now." She also blinked at Lin Han mischievously, as if she finally had a support.

Lin Han blushed a little. After talking to Zhang Yunzhi about his brother and sister, everyone felt even closer during the meal, and no longer restrained, and they were warm and warm, and they were having fun.

Mrs. Zhang said: "Since that's the case, you don't have to see your nephew. What's the name and address of the relative you are looking for? Let's talk about the details. Tomorrow, there will be many people asking for help in the search, which should not be difficult." After saying that, he looked at Principal Zhang, and Principal Zhang nodded quickly and said yes. Obviously, Principal Zhang was a rake at home.

Lin Han slowed down and said, "I only remember that my cousin's big name is Lin Chengchi, who lives in Zheng Street, Liziba. My uncle works in a newspaper and my aunt knows some traditional Chinese medicine, so I don't know much about other situations."

Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Yunzhi said oh at the same time.

Principal Zhang repeatedly said the three words Lin Chengchi, as if he had some impression.

Zhang Yunzhi asked in confusion, "Dad, do you know each other?"

Principal Zhang did not answer, fell into a brief meditation, and everyone looked at him quietly.

He suddenly tapped the table and said, "I remember, there is such a person, but..."

Before Lin Han could speak, Mrs. Zhang became anxious and said coquettishly: "Sir, don't keep it a secret, come and listen quickly?

It turns out that Mrs. Zhang usually calls Principal Zhang at home and calls her husband a jokingly, not her real name.

Principal Zhang smiled and cleared his throat, saying seriously: "I remember, I used to teach a student named Lin Chengchi, who is a smart and studious child. By the way, he was a classmate in middle school and Yunfeng. He lives in Liziba Zheng Street. His father's surname is Lin Qiuli. He was a proofreader and editor at the Xinshu Daily. After Lin Chengchi graduated from high school, he also went to the newspaper to work. However, his mother had no job, and it is said that she was proficient.

The art of Qihuang, some difficult and complicated diseases, can be cured by her hands. For some reason, I did not have a consultation. I had met his father several times before and was a well-educated man. I still remember that once I visited my home, I also met his mother. Although his family was a little poor, it was clean and tidy, which shows that her mother was good at managing the family. His family had a lot of books and some rare ancient books, which I rarely see. Their family is well-educated and well-educated."

Jasmine watched from the side and hurriedly presented a cup of tea. Principal Zhang took it, nodded, and then took a sip.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at her, and her approval was self-evident.

Lin Han also looked at Jasmine with a smile. This time, Jasmine blushed for no reason.

Lin Han's eyes turned to Principal Zhang again and listened to him continue.

Principal Zhang paused, then looked at Lin Han and said, "But, Xiaolin, as far as I know, his family had moved out of here three years ago. I heard a teacher in our school accidentally say that he went to Shaanxi, and it seemed that he had gone to the north." When he said the word "north", Principal Zhang deliberately lowered his voice.

Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Yunzhi both nodded, obviously understanding, and then turned their eyes to Lin Han.

Lin Han of northern Shaanxi certainly knows where he refers to.

"They moved?!"
Chapter completed!