Third Aunt went out to greet him and asked Xiaoqiang to help him carry some of the load.
"Wow, it's so heavy! What are all these things?"
Cheng Baidong smiled and said, "There's nothing much, just some luggage and some gifts from my family. I couldn't carry them on the train with the baby in my arms, so I sent them from the post office in advance. Yesterday, the donkey cart was full of people, so I brought them back today since I was going to the city on business."
Before Cheng Baidong could even unpack the items in the main room, he heard Fang Qiao calling him from the kitchen, her voice urgent: "Baodong, come here for a moment."
"Xiao Qiao called me, I'll go check on her," Cheng Baidong said, getting up and walking towards the kitchen.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Fang Qiao approaching him with one eye closed and a pained expression: "Bai Dong, my eye is covered in dust that fell from the roof beam, it hurts so much, I can't even open it, can you blow it out for me?"
"good."
Cheng Baidong walked up to her, leaned down, cupped her face in his hands, and lowered his head.
Wang Qiuju and Xiao Jing had come to see if they could help, but as soon as they reached the kitchen door, they saw the two hugging. They blushed and quickly retreated.
Cheng Baidong used two fingers to pry open Fang Qiao's tightly closed eyelids, blew hard twice, and asked, "How is it? Is it better now?"
The hot air sprayed onto her eyelids, and Fang Qiao blinked, still feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
She wanted to rub her eyes, but then she remembered that her hands had just been peeling garlic and that rubbing them now would definitely hurt her eyes, so she held back and said, "They're still a little sore, can you blow on them for me again?"
Cheng Baidong lowered his head and blew twice more: "And now?"
Fang Qiao blinked, checked her feelings, and nodded: "I feel better now."
After her eyes recovered, she returned to the stove and started cooking.
Cheng Baidong sat down in front of the stove to help her light the fire.
While stirring the noodles in the pot with chopsticks, Fang Qiao asked, "Has Tian Tian's household registration transfer certificate been processed? Is Su Chen cooperating?"
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