Chapter 129

In the backyard of the church, there have been trucks transporting bricks. They need to put the bricks in the trolley, and then move the trolley to the designated position and stack them.

It's not hard to live, but tired. And now it's noon, Mediterranean climate, hot and dry summer, hot sun.

Italy is a little better than some domestic construction sites, but it's normal to move bricks and be exposed to the sun, and it's disheartened. It's OK to move a few pieces, but obviously there are two trucks in the backyard!

With such a heavy workload, can Xia Siyu really accomplish such a delicate female artist?

Sure enough, before the program group asked, the pastor of the church over there was a little confused: "can you do it?"

Although the audience didn't know Italian, they understood his puzzled and embarrassed eyes.

Bo Yan also looked at her. Xia Siyu nodded her head hard. He rolled up his sleeve to show the muscles on his arm.

If she didn't sneeze after that, the credibility of this action would be a little high.

The priest shook his head, then left, and they went to work.

Xia Siyu first jumps on the car and passes it out one by one. Then Bo Yan catches it and puts it in the cart. They push it together and code it well.

Many netizens who watched the live broadcast were really ready to borrow money to mock and watch the show at the beginning. But when I saw her jump up and down, I worked very hard when I pushed the cart, and I didn't have any lazy behavior. The sun is hot. At one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is overhead. Now it's summer, and the subtitle group also pasted the temperature in the later stage: the temperature in Italy is 35 degrees, and the surface temperature is more than 40 degrees.

In such hot weather, they were soaked with sweat before they moved several rounds.

Although there is no scene where domestic concrete mixers roar, cement trucks and bulldozers come in and go out, they are still repairing, scaffolding, bricklayer and lime cement. I feel the dust coming from wearing a mask.

Bo Yan himself is indifferent, he is a man, the physical strength is much stronger than girls. Moreover, he was in Bo's family and his parents died when he was young. Although he had no worries about food and clothing, he also suffered a lot. When he was a child, his grandfather sent him to learn martial arts and sports, and he sweated against the sun.

He was worried about the summer rain.

Just saw the whole two trucks of bricks, he thought, if xiasiyu can't hold on, it's nothing for him to clean up.

What's rare is that Xia Siyu really works hard. When he carries the cart himself, he feels that she really has strength behind her.

They worked for more than an hour in silence. During the rest time, they added more water to avoid heat stroke and fainting. Xia Siyu took off her gloves when she was resting. The camera lens can clearly capture her white palm with several blisters.

Xia Siyu poked a little, it should be a little painful, but she did not say a word, continued to wear gloves, pretended to be nothing, drinking water to rest.

Next to Bo Yan see, eyebrows slightly wrinkled up. When we continue to work, Bo Yan comes to her first step and stops her: "you go to have a rest."

Xia Siyu looked at him suspiciously, but Bo Yan didn't stop. He just gave her a figure: "this is what men do."

The next second, Xia Siyu quickly walked a few steps, and he walked side by side: "sorry, women can."

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