When Lin Zhan returned home, he caught up with Qin Rou and Liang Meijuan to discuss where to go during the long vacation.
Qin Xiaomiao has grown so big that the farthest place is Tongzhou.
"How about I take you to Jiaohe City for a few days."
Lin Zhan said.
Liang Meijuan was stunned for a moment. The town in front of Jiaohe River was her mother's home. She had not gone back for more than 20 years.
"Jiaohe is great, sister. When we get to Jiaohe, I can take you and your aunt back to Kouqian Town to meet grandpa."
Liang Qiqi raised her hands in agreement.
"Well, we also caught up with the Northern Territory Military Parade, so we happened to go visit it."
Lin Zhan said.
"Dad, can we get on their tank to take a souvenir?"
Qin Xiaomiao asked curiously.
Lin Zhan thought for a while.
"No problem, fighter jets, tanks, warships, whatever the little cat wants to see, you can do it."
"Great, mom, grandma, let's go to Jiaohe City."
Qin Xiaomiao shouted excitedly.
Qin Rou rolled her eyes at Lin Zhan. Lin Zhan dotes on Qin Xiaomiao so much that if this continues, Qin Xiaomiao will go to heaven.
"You go ahead, I..."
After she married Qin Lang, she severed ties with her family. When she left, her old father would not see her, which would only increase her worries.
"aunt……"
Liang Qiqi wanted to tell Liang Qiqi that in fact, her grandfather had forgiven her after so many years, but there was no step. Her coming to Tongzhou this time was considered to be his acquiescence.
Lin Zhan shook his head and motioned to Liang Qiqi not to talk anymore. There was still a month left and she should work slowly.
Let’s talk about the clouds.
He drove to Qingliang Temple, a hundred miles away from Jiaohe River.
"Excuse me, little master, is Master Dao Chi here?"
Na Xingyun knocked on the door of Qingliang Temple, and the person who opened the door was a young monk, about sixteen or seventeen years old.
"Uncle Taoist Master is in seclusion and doesn't see any guests."
The little monk spoke.
A Taoist idiot is a martial arts idiot. In order to practice martial arts, he ran away from home for several years. After he returned from his studies, he learned that his wife had remarried someone else and his son did not recognize him.
Dao Chi was disheartened and became a monk, specializing in martial arts.
In an accident, Dao Chi fell into a trap. He met Na Xingyun and saved Dao Chi's life. Dao Chi promised Na Xingyun that he would do one thing for him in this life.
Na Xingyun handed a jade pendant to the young monk.
"I am an old friend of Dao Chi. If you give this to him, he will definitely meet me."
The young monk took the jade pendant and closed the door again.
"Sir, after so many years, will Dao Chi really keep his promise and help us get rid of Lin Zhan?" Na Ming, the old butler, has followed Na Xingyun for many years. He also knows the relationship between Na Xingyun and Dao Chi, but the world is so cold. That family is no longer what it used to be. Before that, Na Xingyun donated money to Qingliang Temple every year, with the goal that one day, that family
When something happens, a Taoist idiot can never forget his original intention.
Na Xingyun was also uneasy. Both of his sons died in Lin Zhan's hands. Only Dao Chi could kill Lin Zhan with confidence.
With a creak, the door of Qingliang Temple opened again, and it was the same young monk as before.
"Master Dao Chi, let you in."
The young monk was smiling, and Na Xingyun was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed the young monk to the back hill of Qingliang Temple.
"Uncle Master is inside. All you need to do is stand at the entrance of the cave. He can hear everything you say."
The young monk said to that Xingyun.
"Thank you, little master."
Na Xingyun put his palms together.
After the young monk left, Xingyun stood at the entrance of the cave.
"Master Dao Chi, that Xingyun is asking for help."
Na Xingyun said to the entrance of the cave.
"That head of the family, after so many years, I don't want to kill anymore, why do you still come to me?"
There was an old voice coming from the cave.
"Master, back then you were practicing martial arts and your wife and children were separated. Is it possible that you still can't come out after so long?"
Na Xingyun asked.
There was silence inside.
"Master, that person came here just to ask you to come out. My two sons died in Lin Zhan's hands. Please help me once. After this time, that person will never bother the master again."
"Who is Lin Zhan?"
There was silence for a long time before he slowly spoke.
"A strong martial artist, the murderer of my son!"
Na Xingyun said sadly.
…
That evening, Na Xingyun left Qingliang Temple with the old housekeeper.
Half a month later, Lin Zhan took Liang Meijuan and Qin Rou, Qin Xiaomiao and Liang Qiqi to the north by plane. They did not go directly to Jiaohe River, but stayed in a small town in Jiamusi.
Checked into the hotel in Jiamusi.
In the evening, Lin Zhan invited everyone to the Di House Restaurant.
"Lin Zhan, why are there so many people queuing up here? I'm afraid we won't have a seat, otherwise we'll just find a smaller restaurant and just eat."
Liang Meijuan felt a little uneasy when she looked at the long queue of people waiting to eat.
"It's okay, Mom, Irene has already taken care of it, we made a reservation."
Lin Zhan said with a smile.
At this time, the lobby manager came over.
"Hello, sir, I am Men Xia, the lobby manager. Do you have a reservation?"
Lin Zhan looked at Men Xia with a smile.
"We made a reservation at Fushou Pavilion."
Menxia opened her laptop, looked at it and asked.
"Excuse me, sir, what is your surname?"
"Surname Lin."
Lin Zhan answered again.
"Okay sir, your friend has indeed booked the Fushou Pavilion for you, please come with me."
Men Xia closed the computer and said with a smile.
Lin Zhan nodded and followed Men Xia to the private room of Fushou Pavilion.
The private room that Irene booked was the most expensive private room in the Royal House, and the facilities inside were particularly luxurious.
The walls are covered with famous people's calligraphy.
After a few people sat down, delicious food was served one after another.
"Wow, it looks delicious!"
Qin Xiaomiao's eyes widened as she looked at the table full of delicious food, almost drooling.
"Little greedy cat!"
Qin Rou laughed and cursed.
"Dear guest, all your meals have been served. Please take your time. I wish you a pleasant meal."
After Menxia said respectfully, he closed the door and walked out.
"Lin Zhan, you can just eat whatever you want when you are out. Why are you so extravagant and wasteful?"
Liang Meijuan was happy in her heart, but she blamed her on her lips.
"It's rare for our family to go out for fun, so naturally we want to have fun."
Lin Zhan's answer came.
"Aunt, it's not a good idea to treat someone. Di House is the most famous in the north, and the ingredients are sourced locally, which is very fresh."
Liang Qiqi said while eating.
Liang Meijuan looked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help but her eyes turned red. She was from the north, so she naturally knew about Di Haos. After being away for more than 20 years, she felt a little sad when she revisited the old place.
I wonder if my old father will be able to see me when he comes back this time.
"Aunt, don't worry, my dad already knows that you are back. He is looking for a suitable opportunity. Grandpa will definitely meet you."
Of course Liang Qiqi knew what Liang Meijuan was thinking, so she comforted her. Lin Zhan saw the loneliness on Liang Meijuan's face and had an idea in his mind.