I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

The woman's mind became active, and she was a little excited. She looked at her son who was still studying, and took a deep breath: "It's also possible that your sister's restaurant was bought by someone, but the name hasn't been changed."

The man nodded.

The woman paused, then changed the subject: "But it's also possible that your sister has some special encounters. That restaurant is still in your sister's hands."

The man squinted at the woman.

The woman continued: "Let's go and see tomorrow. If it's really your sister, we have to take advantage of the Chinese New Year to get in touch."

The man felt a little uncomfortable, twisted his body, and muttered, "That's just being intimidating. Didn't my son say that you can't be this kind of person?"

The woman raised her hand and pinched him, and her tone was full of hatred for iron and steel: "That's your own sister, why are you fawning on her?"

"What's the matter with getting in touch with my own sister?"

"It's not that you don't know. Reading is a costly thing. As far as the usual human relations are concerned, hundreds of Wen can be used up in a month."

"Now that your sister is well-off, do you think your sister should take care of our son? In the future, when our son becomes an official and becomes well-off, why don't you take care of her family?"

"It's not easy for a woman who has lost her husband to live in Chang'an City."

The man frowned. What he said made him somewhat uncomfortable.

The woman went on to say: "I remember your sister still has a son who is also a student?"

"That's not right. Let our son take his son with him. The people our son comes into contact with are all scholars, and they are all children of Fu Baolang's family."

This Fu Baolang is an official in the lower province. From the position of the sixth rank, he can barely be regarded as a mid-level official.

These words made him feel a little better, at least it didn't sound like his family was taking advantage of his sister, but an equal deal.

"That's fine, let's go out and have a look tomorrow." The man nodded and patted his chest, "After all, she is my own sister, and she should listen to my elder brother."

the next day.

After the woman finished cooking, she and her husband left the house and walked to Huaizhenfang.

Anyi Square is under the East Market, and they have to cross Zhuque Street to get to Huaizhen Square. They arrived at Huaizhen Square at noon, and they groped for a while before stopping at the front of Tongfu Restaurant.

Looking at this facade, the two of them hesitated to go in.

White walls and high tiles, even ordinary wealthy families, do not have this kind of style.

It doesn't look cheap.

Although the people in Huaizhenfang are used to seeing them, families similar to them will come to eat with some copper coins in autumn.

But after all, it was the first time they saw each other, so they hesitated for a long time at the door without confidence.

The man took the lead, and the woman followed behind him. The two of them kicked off the slush from the soles of their shoes in front of the door before walking in cautiously.

Seeing someone coming in, Gao Tie immediately greeted him: "Guest, are you here for dinner?"

The man didn't return him, but crossed the high-speed rail and looked into the house.

The tables and stools were novelties that he had never seen before.

What caught his attention the most was Yingying Yanyan sitting on the table next to the counter. It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful girl in his almost 40 years of life.

The restaurant really changed?

No. When he met the maid's icy eyes, he immediately noticed Yin Xuan who stood out from the crowd by a head.

He was too familiar with that face, it was a slightly worse face that abducted his sister back then, and he hadn't seen him for so many years, he didn't expect Yin Xuan to be better than blue.

The man bypassed the high-speed rail, walked in, and shouted happily: "Nephew Yin Xuan!"

Hearing the shout, Yin Xuan raised his head and looked over.

And behind this man was a woman with a savage face.

Yin Xuan frowned and said softly, "You are?"

The man waved his hand and said loudly, "You don't recognize me? We met two or three years ago. I'm your uncle!"

Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows, you said you are your uncle, is it really your uncle?
Wang opened the door curtain and came out. When he saw this man, he showed disgust on his face, but he quickly tidied up and smirked: "Brother, why are you here?"

Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows again, is he really his uncle?

Yin Xuan didn't like this group of relatives.

In my memory, the closest contact was in the seven or eight years of Wude, when Yin's father was promoted to a partial teacher, in charge of 25 people, and became a military officer from the ninth rank.

Until the father died on the battlefield, the two families lost contact immediately, and they never cared about the management of the restaurant.

What impressed him the most was that he had just arrived in this era.

Mrs. Wang wanted to borrow food from their family for a while, but Mrs. Wang came back empty-handed, not even a single copper coin to save face.

Of course, borrowing is for love, and there is nothing wrong with not borrowing.

It is precisely because of this that Yin Xuan will not hold grudges against them.

But since you don't talk to your family anymore, don't blame yourself for not talking to you.Therefore, Yin Xuan never considered the wine shop, the land, including the breakfast culture.

This kind of person who is following the trend is not reliable at all.

The man smiled and said, "It's not that the New Year is approaching, I was thinking about coming to see my sister."

As he spoke, he glanced back, and the woman immediately put the basket in her hand on the table: "I also prepared some chickens. My nephew uses his brain for reading, so it would be best to eat some chickens for nourishment."

Wang didn't speak, but turned to look at her son.

This reaction stunned the man.

This family is now in the hands of Yin Xuan?

"It's fine as a gift." Yin Xuan waved his hand and glanced at it: "This basket of seven or eight chickens is too expensive, and the shopkeeper can't bear it, and can't return the gift."

Li Lizhi was holding back her smile very seriously.

I always feel that I have heard some great joke, how much is seven or eight chickens, and it can't be exchanged for a plate of food in a restaurant.

Brother Zhengyang is talking nonsense in a serious manner again.

The man couldn't laugh, his heart skipped a beat.

"However, if you come to eat, the shop welcomes you." Yin Xuan clapped his hands, raised his voice, and yelled, "Gaotie, come and pick up the guests."

Gao Tie suddenly walked up to the man with a smile on his face, and said softly, "Guest, what would you like to eat?"

The man smiled a little weakly: "Nephew, aren't you just born?"

Yin Xuan waved his hand and interrupted him: "First of all, I am not called Heibai, I am not called Nephew, my surname is Yin, my name is Xuan, and my name is Zhengyang. You can call me shopkeeper, shopkeeper, or Zhengyang."

"Secondly, this is a restaurant."