Li Aiju shouted loudly, and everyone around heard her. Some people took to heart Li Aiju's words that Li Jinfeng was delaying the harvest, and began to whisper complaints about Li Jinfeng on the side. 'How could Li Jinfeng be like this? Delaying the harvest, it will affect the others in the brigade.' 'Exactly, we are still hoping to harvest the grain and eat a full meal! The children are starving and can't stand it, and there are people holding us back.' 'After all, she was brought here, not a native of Li Village. She only thinks of herself, not others.' Hearing those accusations against Li Jinfeng, Li Aiju's mouth almost curled up. Don't even think about competing with her. Li Jinfeng glanced at the schadenfreude Li Aiju and said with a stern tone, 'What kind of talk is this? Just because the sickle is old, it can't be used for work? Just because the handle is broken, it can't be held? What did the radio say this morning, have you forgotten? Overcome all difficulties, fear neither hardship nor fatigue, the country first, the collective second, the individual least, give your all, and strive to harvest. I've dispatched so many farming tools, even if everyone got a broken one, they are still full of enthusiasm to work. But you, before even starting the work, you complain about everything, where did you learn such behavior? Only others are allowed to suffer, but not yourself?'

As soon as Li Jinfeng finished speaking, the way everyone looked at Li Aiju changed. Everyone got their farming tools this way, so who would complain about them being old? Even if they were old, they were still better than nothing! Moreover, Li Aiju wasn't known for being good at farm work and didn't earn many work points, so why should she get better tools? Before, everyone thought it was Li Jinfeng trying to delay the harvest, but now they felt it was entirely Li Aiju's fault, that she liked to pick quarrels. Li Aiju didn't expect that Li Jinfeng, who usually wouldn't dare to talk back when bullied, would actually speak such a long string of reasoning, and because of her words, everyone's gaze towards her had become unfriendly. 'Li Jinfeng, you...' 'If you think these farming tools are no good, then don't take them today, leave the opportunity to someone more diligent!'

After saying that, she handed the sickle that Li Aiju looked down upon to the person behind her. That person didn't say a word, took the sickle, and walked away happily. There were still a few sickles left, and Li Jinfeng also bypassed Li Aiju directly until the last sickle was handed out, and Li Aiju did not get her own sickle. She burst into tears in anger; without a sickle, she definitely couldn't finish her work. If she wanted to eat, she could only pull the rice by hand, but after pulling the rice, would her hands still be usable? Li Aiju cried pitifully, and under normal circumstances, everyone would rush up to comfort her, and even the enthusiastic ones would offer their own sickles. But this time, no one paid attention to Li Aiju. A perfectly good sickle was handed to you, and you refused it, finding fault with everything, and now you cry because you don't have it, who can stand such a temperament? Li Dahuhu and Li Dahe stepped forward to comfort their sixth sister with a few words, but it was merely consolation, without a single word of blame towards Li Jinfeng. Moreover, because of Li Jinfeng's words, they were dissatisfied with their sister's behavior today. People in this era were generally simple-minded; if what you said made sense, they would still listen, just like Li Dahuhu and Li Dahe. Even they felt that it was Li Aiju who was wrong today. A good farming tool was given to you, and you should have taken it; what's there to nitpick about?