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Chapter 130: 130: Brick Moving (4)

After jumping onto the truck, before Bo Yan could catch up, Xia Siyu had already shifted the bricks inside, making it easier to pass them down later.

It was now two in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day. The temperature in the back of the truck was even higher than on the ground.

Xia Siyu was scorched a deep red. Even though she had applied a thick layer of sunscreen and was wearing her work clothes securely, it was clear that she was about to overheat.

Her hands had just blistered, and her arms and legs were scraped blue in several large spots, but she said nothing.

Bo Yan quickly caught up, and she began to cooperate with him. The two of them—one passing and the other receiving, then pushing the cart to stack the goods—worked in perfect harmony, unloading a trucks load in an hour and a half.

Once they finished, she didn’t ask for a break but hurriedly moved on to the next truck, where the two of them continued their efficient teamwork.

The live comments, which had at first been full of spectators waiting to see a drama unfold, couldn’t help but open their mics at this moment:

“Xia Siyu really exceeds my expectations.”

“She is pretty hardworking. Look at her work clothes; they are completely soaked with sweat.’

“Working outdoors in the summer is tough, yet she keeps hopping on and off without ever complaining of fatigue.”

“My dad used to work on a construction site, and I brought him meals. Just one thing to say: it’s literally blood, sweat, and tears, hard-earned money.”

The commentators, even through a screen, were saying this; Bo Yan, who was on site, felt it even more deeply.

He was tired, yes, but beyond that, he was astonished. Seven years ago when they were dating, she had been a delicate lady. Although she was dedicated during the production of “Storm,” he had heard she wouldn’t eat the meals provided by the crew, wouldn’t drink their water, and would arrive just on time, never early.

He’d never thought she could reach this point.

No wonder she insisted on taking on that new movie “Spring Light” and claimed she could withstand hardship—it was true.

After stacking a cartful of bricks and transporting them to the designated spot, Xia Siyu misjudged her strength while jumping off and twisted her ankle.

Bo Yan rushed to support her, leading her to a cool area: “Are you alright?”

Fortunately, Xia Siyu wasn’t seriously injured; her leg was just a bit weak. She shook her head and even rotated her ankle a few times, showing its flexibility.

Perhaps it was because of the scorching heat, perhaps because her clothing was too thick and stifling, or maybe because she had caught a chill the night before from not covering up properly, but she felt a bit stuffy in the head, with the back of her skull feeling like a lump of paste, very groggy.

After taking a big gulp of water, she shook her head and checked the time: “It’s three in the afternoon now; we’ve already completed three-quarters of the work. Let’s push a little harder and finish the job early.”

Finishing the sentence, she put down the water bottle and threw herself back into the arduous work.

Bo Yan watched her from behind. In fact, thinking back, he often used to watch her like this seven years ago. She was carefree and independent, not needing anyone’s support and capable of living well on her own.

Back at work, Xia Siyu exerted even more effort than before,

She was like a rechargeable battery, her body filled with boundless energy. In just half an hour, the remaining bricks were almost moved.

Finishing the job more than an hour in advance, Bo Yan was also pleased. However, when he turned around, he found that Xia Siyu had closed her eyes, her legs gave in, and she fainted right there..