In the backyard of the church, there were trucks carrying bricks, and they needed to put the bricks in a small cart, and then move from the trolley to the designated position and put them away.

It's not hard to live, it's just tired. And it's noon again, the Mediterranean climate, the summer is hot and dry, and the sun is hot.

Italy is slightly better than some construction sites in China, but it is normal to move bricks and be exposed to the sun, and it is disgraceful. It's okay to move a few pieces, but it's clear that there are two whole trucks in the backyard!

With such a large amount of work, can she really complete it for a delicate female artist like Xia Siyu?

Sure enough, before the program team could ask questions, the pastor of the church over there was a little puzzled: "Can you?"

Although the audience doesn't know Italian, they probably understand the meaning when they see his confused and embarrassed eyes.

Bo Yan also glanced at her, Xia Siyu nodded vigorously, afraid that he wouldn't believe it, and rolled up his sleeves to show the muscles on his arms.

If she hadn't sneezed afterward, the action would have been a little more credible.

The priest shook his head, then left, and the two officially got to work.

Xia Siyu jumped into the car first, handed it out piece by piece, and then Bo Yan caught it, put it in the cart, and the two of them pushed it over together, and the yard was good.

Many netizens who watched the live broadcast were really ready to take out a loan to mock + watch a good show at the beginning. But when I saw her jumping up and down, she was also very hard working when pushing the cart, and there was no lazy behavior. The sun is scorching, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is overhead. It's summer again.,The subtitle group also intimately pasted the temperature in the later stage:The temperature in Italy is 35 degrees,The surface temperature is more than 40。

In such a hot weather, the two of them didn't carry a few rounds, and they were soaked with sweat.

Although there is no domestic concrete mixer roaring here, cement trucks shoveling in and out of the scene, but after all, there are a lot of restoration, scaffolding, masonry, lime cement. Wearing a mask makes me feel dusty.

Bo Yan doesn't care about himself, he is a man, and his physical strength is much stronger than that of girls. And he is in the Bo family, his parents died when he was a child, although he has no worries about food and clothing, he has also suffered a lot. When he was a child, his grandfather sent him to learn martial arts and sports, and he also sweated under the sun.

He was worried about Xia Siyu.

As soon as he saw two truckloads of bricks, he still thought that if Xia Siyu couldn't hold on, it would be nothing for him to clean up by himself.

What is rare is that Xia Siyu really does things with intentions, and when he carried the cart by himself, he felt that she was really working hard in the back.

The two worked silently for more than an hour, and during the rest time, they replenished a little more water to avoid fainting from heat stroke. When Xia Siyu was resting, he took off his gloves. The camera lens was clearly visible, and her white palms were blistered several times.

Xia Siyu poked it slightly, it should have hurt a little, but she didn't say a word, continued to put on her gloves, pretended to be nothing, and drank water to rest.

Bo Yan next to him saw it, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. When it was time to continue to work, Bo Yan walked in front of her first and stopped her steps: "You go to rest." ”

Xia Siyu glanced at him suspiciously, Bo Yan didn't stop, only gave her a back: "This is originally a man's business." ”

In the next second, Xia Siyu walked a few steps briskly and walked side by side with him: "I'm sorry, women can too." ”