Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 52
Pushing open the courtyard door behind Zangzhen Pavilion, I saw five or six plates of small dishes on the square table, and the porridge pot next to it was steaming hot, and the tempting aroma was filling the air.

In the middle of the courtyard, a young man stood tall and looked towards the door.

This young man has a graceful figure and a handsome face. His pair of starry eyes are clear and clear without any impurities. He is clearly standing in front of him, but he feels like a fairy floating in the world.

Lu Qingli had to admit that even though she was used to Zhuo Bufan, who was used to seeing the great masters of the Mahayana in her previous life, she still couldn't help but feel a little amazed at this moment.Who is this man?
"Qinghan, you're back!" Wenren Chuchen stopped abruptly, stared at him in a daze, and after a while, he exclaimed in surprise, his voice was slightly choked.

"Master." The young man called out.

There was no joy of reunion after a long absence on his handsome face, but his eyes became soft and friendly, and his whole body melted like a glacier under the scorching sun.

"Qingli, this is your elder brother Chu Qinghan; Qinghan, this is your new disciple and your youngest junior sister, Lu Qingli." Excitedly introduced to the two.

"Qingli met senior brother." Lu Qingli saluted.

"Okay." Chu Qinghan returned a salute.

... What does the word "good" mean, Lu Qingli is a little confused.

"Your senior brother Qinghan doesn't like to talk, he meant to say hello." Seeing her doubts, Wenren Chuchen helped explain.

"Oh, hello senior brother." Lu Qingli nodded in understanding.

Many people in the cultivation world are obsessed with cultivation and reticent, she has long been used to it.

"Come, come, come, after so many years, let's have a good taste of your uncle's craftsmanship today." Wen Ren Chuchen pulled Chu Qinghan under the table beside the table.

"Come and come, let's all taste the master's handicraft." While speaking, Xiao Huai'an entered the courtyard with two dishes.

When he met Lu Qingli again, he was still a little embarrassed, but he took advantage of the opportunity of Chu Qinghan's return to cover up the past.

It seemed that he had already met Chu Qinghan, so he wasn't surprised at all, but he was so happy that his old face was beaming with joy.

"Qinghan, you've been away all these years, are you okay?" Wenren Chuchen asked with concern while serving food for Chu Qinghan.

"Okay." Chu Qinghan was silent for a while, before uttering a word.

"Have you encountered any trouble?" Wenren Chuchen asked.

"No." Chu Qinghan was silent for a while, still using only one word.

"How many juniors have you met?" Wenren Chuchen continued to ask.

"Yeah." Chu Qinghan still said one word.

"Are they all okay, nothing happened?" Xiao Huai'an interjected.

"Okay, no." Chu Qinghan said two words this time.

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine." Wenrenchuchen Laohuai repeatedly said hello in relief.

Beside, Lu Qingli was silently in a daze.

It's not like she doesn't like to talk, she just cherishes words like gold.Although there are many people in the comprehension world who are obsessed with cultivation and refrain from speaking, she has never seen someone who talks so little.

Fortunately, Wenren Chuchen and Xiao Huai'an knew him well, and others might not understand what he was talking about.

But that's right, if he is really a chatterbox, he won't be worthy of his cool and airy air.

I think back then, among the immortals in the cultivation world, which one talked a lot... Oh no, except for Long Tianfang.

Cold, independent, reticent, and good-looking, this is Lu Qingli's impression of the elder brother.

(End of this chapter)