Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

Han Jingyun was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but Zhu Xiyan didn't notice the slight change in his expression even though he was face to face with him.

Han Jingyun naturally knew who the old man Zhu was. When he met that person when he sent Grandma Qiu to the hospital, Han Jingyun figured out Zhu Xiyan's fate, but because Zhu Xiyan was closely related to him, although he had no blood relationship , but closer than his own brother, which caused him to see Zhu Xiyan's horoscope, not particularly clear, only vaguely calculated, once he returns to his biological parents, there will be countless troubles, even disasters.

To be honest, Han Jingyun would rather his brother never know about his biological parents all his life than to ruin his peaceful life for the sake of this kinship relationship. Things, no one can say for sure, some things are destined to happen, even if you can't escape.

Right now, Han Jingyun has this inescapable sense of powerlessness.

However, before the matter was fully revealed, he didn't intend to take the initiative to say anything, just let it be.

"Perhaps you've seen someone like him before."

"That's right." Zhu Xiyan was washing and chopping vegetables quickly while chatting with Han Jingyun, and skipped this question indifferently. Not knowing what kind of feeling this is, let alone where this feeling comes from, Zhu Xiyan habitually put it behind him.

Anyway, if it's really that important, this matter will be revealed sooner or later.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyun, you'd better not stay in the kitchen, it's dangerous, you go outside to chat with the elderly, make them happy." Zhu Xiyan waved at Han Jingyun like chasing bugs, He has always been decisive and persistent in not letting Han Jingyun stay in the kitchen for a long time.

It’s not enough to be decisive and persistent. There is only one kitchen at home, and I really can’t stand the damage. His family, Xiaoyun, is still suitable for waiting obediently at the table to eat.

Leaving Zhu Xiyan behind, washing and chopping vegetables while humming a ditty, Han Jingyun went to the client as his brother arranged, sat next to a few old people, and chatted with them all over the world.

Han Jingyun has lived two lives. In the last life, he was a Taoist favorite who traveled all over the world. Naturally, his knowledge and experience are not comparable to ordinary people. In this life, he also consciously and actively learns various knowledge, such as astronomy, geography, literature, mathematics, and science. Which subject is he? He didn't fall behind, and he can speak several foreign languages ​​fluently. He even combined modern technology with various Taoist techniques, so that his practice was also labeled as modern and technological, which can be said to be quite trendy.

In terms of life, except for the kitchen, he really can do almost everything. For example, making clothes, he can start from spinning and weaving, and then design, tailoring, one-stop operation without pressure.

Therefore, no matter what topic the three old people were talking about, he could seamlessly connect, until the old people enjoyed themselves and moved on to the next topic, there was never a moment of silence.

Until, Grandpa Cao mentioned "cooking skills".

Han Jingyun: "..." This is a bit embarrassing, this is the only branch on his skill tree that is not lit.

Han Jingyun's rare silence attracted the attention of the three old people, and then, Grandpa Cao laughed and teased Han Jingyun unceremoniously.

"Hey, don't ask me any more. The kitchen work is Xiao Han's only shortcoming. He can blow up the kitchen if he doesn't pay attention. Didn't Xiao Zhu drive him out?"

Grandpa Cao was chatting excitedly, but his voice was really serious. Zhu Xiyan, who had closed the door and was busy in the kitchen, heard this clearly, and immediately poked his head out to clarify: "Cao Grandpa, how can you say that? I saw that my family Xiaoyun is good at chatting, so I specially sent him to make you happy, Grandpa Cao, it is a bit unkind for you to slander me like this!"

Zhu Xiyan spoke seriously, his cheeks puffed up slightly, and he was holding a handful of unfinished celery in his hand. This image was quite joyful to look at. Han Jingyun couldn't help but hook slightly when he saw his brother like this. The corners of the lips rose.

"Look at how anxious you are for Xiao Zhu, of course he won't drive Xiao Han out, the two brothers are in a good relationship!" Grandpa Cao and Grandma Wang, husband and wife, sang together and amused the other three people. Happy, Zhu Xiyan laughed for a while, blinked at Han Jingyun, and continued to retreat to the kitchen to get busy.

Originally, Grandma Wang also came to help, but Zhu Xiyan refused to let her go, and firmly stopped her outside the kitchen. The old man really felt the sincere care, and it was very useful. Looking at Zhu Xiyan and Han Jingyun When the two of them were together, the look in their eyes seemed to be looking at their own grandson, which was very special and loving.

Zhu Xiyan also enjoys this feeling very much. Although he is not violent, he is the kind of person who likes the excitement at home. Just thinking about it makes him feel happy.

"This...why do Xiao Zhu and Xiao Han have two surnames? Does one follow his father's surname and the other follow his mother's?" Mr. Zhu was silent for a while, but he was inexplicably concerned about this question.

Moreover, although Han Jingyun and Zhu Xiyan's looks are both handsome, they are definitely very different.

Han Jingyun seemed gentle but in fact was cold, almost always exuding an aura of indifference of "stay away from idlers", but it was difficult to be discovered by others.

As for Zhu Xiyan, he is gentle from the inside out, and his appearance and heart can be said to be highly compatible. Moreover, he always feels that this child, Xiao Zhu, looks a little familiar, but he can't remember for a while. Where have I seen such a face.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhu couldn't help but keep looking towards the kitchen, showing great interest in Zhu Xiyan.

Before everything is revealed, Han Jingyun will naturally not deliberately stop it, nor will he intentionally help. Since the previous miss did not cause any inevitable consequences, it means that the opportunity is not particularly important.

However, with his grandfather right in front of him, Han Jingyun was a little uncertain as to how things would develop, let's wait and see.

The topic of brothers with different surnames was tacitly ignored by several people.

Here, Han Jingyun and Mr. Zhu are quietly thinking about their own thoughts, and at the same time they can continue to chat with Grandpa Cao and Grandma Wang in different places. The atmosphere in the living room has always been quite harmonious and I know what's going on, I've been chatting for a while now, and it's about Han Jingyun's studies.

"Oh, you jumped directly from junior high school to high school sophomore, so you are quite good, and your grades are particularly good, right? You can consider entering the junior class of a prestigious school." Zhu Zhu seems to be quite familiar with this topic, and he is very good at it. Come on, he spoke clearly and logically, and Zhu Xiyan in the kitchen stuck his head out again.

"Grandpa Zhu, is it difficult to take the junior class? My Xiaoyun is the best in the exam, and he can get full marks in all subjects!" Zhu Xiyan boasted that his younger brother has always spared no effort. He has no feeling at all, but Han Jingyun endured I can't help but want to help my forehead.

His brother's attributes, in Jiang Huai's view, are a typical younger brother who will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't.

"Brother, are you busy? Do you need my help?" Han Jingyun's move was his trump card, and Zhu Xiyan was so scared that he immediately retracted his head into the kitchen.

It's better not to ask Xiaoyun from his family to help in the kitchen. He still wants to look forward to the dishes at noon today.

However, before retracting his head, Zhu Xiyan said dutifully: "Xiaoyun, ask Grandpa Zhu about the juvenile class, there are many ways!"

"okay, I get it."

In fact, Han Jingyun didn't want to go to any youth class at all. As a Taoist, his future was already doomed, and there was really no need to go through the advanced route. , no more is necessary.

He still has too many things to do, and every second is extremely precious.

Turning around again, he met the eyes of old man Zhu. There was a wise light in those eyes, as if he had seen through his mind at the moment.

"Xiao Han, you don't want to go to any juvenile class at all, do you? You are not a high school student with your whole body, at least, you are not an ordinary high school student. After all, you are already in high school." The old man Zhu smiled. As he spoke, neither his tone nor his expression had the slightest dominance of an elder. Instead, it was more like a greeting between old friends, which made Han Jingyun quite fond of this old man.

"I really don't want to go to any juvenile class, and I don't plan to study too high." In one sentence, it showed his attitude and made it clear that he had other plans, and he had already made enough for this plan If you are prepared, you can turn this corner at any time.

So, reading is just to please his brother?

The old man Zhu analyzed such a result in his heart, and when he looked at Han Jingyun, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly. What does that mean-is it a bit inappropriate to favor such a brother?

"Whether life is good or not depends entirely on how you feel. I just want my brother and I to live a more comfortable life." Although, as a mystic, a peaceful life is destined to miss him.

That being the case, he can only become stronger and stronger, so that he has enough strength to protect Zhu Xiyan.

"That makes sense. You, little friend, really live a very transparent life. I like it." As soon as Mr. Zhu finished speaking, Grandpa Cao laughed, patted Han Jingyun's shoulder with one hand, and put his arm around his old friend's shoulder. , it was both teasing and congratulating, and she was too busy, which made Grandma Wang amused.

Grandpa Zhu stayed at Grandpa Cao's house until the evening before leaving. When he left, Han Jingyun and Grandpa Cao sent the old man to the gate of the community. The car sent by Zhu's family to pick up the old man was already parked there waiting. Seeing the old man coming out , a middle-aged man who looked like a butler standing by the car, immediately walked up to him and supported Mr. Zhu.

"Father."

The old man Zhu nodded to the housekeeper, then turned around and waved to Han Jingyun again. When he approached, he raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly a few times, and said with a smile: "Young man, I think we hit it off very well. Come down, it’s considered a year-end payment, right? Go to grandpa’s house to play when you have time, and bring Xiaozhu with you, there are many interesting things in the back mountain of my house, I think you will like it.”

"Okay, I wish Grandpa, we must go to play when we are free, you go slowly."

Han Jingyun responded politely, smiling sincerely, but whether he really wanted to go was still to be discussed.

This way, his brother will reveal his identity in minutes.