After lunch, I rested for a short while, my arms still hurt. But my mood calmed down a bit.
Slept for two hours. Didn't care about the heat.
Around three in the afternoon, I continued to build the wall. My right arm couldn't exert much strength.
First, I used soil to fill the wall base trench. Added more rubble inside, and I had to be meticulous and firm.
Digging this trench took so much effort, and now there's a half-meter thick stone wall inside, filling it back took him another two hours.
He almost went crazy.
He firmly established the problem of weak hands-on ability and working too slowly.
He thought if he built the wall carelessly, it wouldn't take this long, and he wouldn't be this exhausted.
But that's just his temper.
He told himself, there's nothing funny about this.
There's nothing funny about being able to build only a section of stone wall half a meter high, half a meter wide, and one meter long in an hour.
