Sorry, My Hand Slipped

"We have to come again tomorrow?" the two boys said weakly.

Luke nodded with a smile. "That's right. I gave you two extra hours of pay today. Aren't you happy?"

The two boys were so "happy" that they wanted to die immediately.

They had worked for five or six hours non-stop, which had felt like hell.

In the end, Luke told them that they had to continue tomorrow.

They suddenly sympathized with their mother and cousin.

They felt that they would die of exhaustion if they did this every day, but their mother and cousin had been working for years.

Looking at their expressions, Luke was satisfied. You have an eye on my new place? If I don't make you work hard for a week, it'll be a waste to give you such a high pay.

Because Luke had to keep some things confidential, he could only put most of the dirt and stones he had dug out into his inventory and deal with it himself later.

That was why the two kids had it easy today.