Yan Huan helped Cheng Yue out the door, propped him up, and called for Yan Ye to come and assist.
Not bothering to clean the filth off himself, Yan Ye emerged from the house carrying a basin full of water, "Make sure you hold him steady!"
No sooner had he spoken than he lifted the basin and doused Cheng Yue with a splash.
Cheng Yue shuddered violently, drenched to the core, "Cold!"
"Brother, grab him and get him a bath! Change his clothes! I'll clean up here," Yan Huan handed Cheng Yue over to Yan Ye and began to tidy up the mess at the doorway. After cleaning it up, she proceeded to the living room, removed the sofa cover to soak it, and cleaned up the mess on the floor, squatting down and wiping and washing with a cloth, toiling away for quite a while.
"Are you really not going to help? Can you bear to watch your daughter get tired all by herself?" Yan Luquan couldn't stand it any longer, poking Feng Yuzhi to urge her to help.