Feng Qingxue took them back to the dormitory, poured two basins of warm water from the hot water on the coal stove, and wiped down the children. She then turned on the electric fan in the bedroom for Cheng Baoguo and Wang Cuilan to cool off and handed them wet towels to wipe their faces.
She poured more water and brought fruit.
By the time everyone let out a sigh of relief and recovered some energy, it was already past three in the afternoon.
"Uncle, Aunt, did you have lunch? If not, I'll make you some cold noodles to fill you up a bit."
Wang Cuilan drank coconut juice, "We haven't had lunch. We got off the boat at noon."
Feng Qingxue immediately put on an apron, "You guys just relax, I'll make some cold noodles for you. Erxiong, don't stand in front of Grandpa and Grandma. If you stand there, how can they enjoy the breeze?"
