The more Li Jinfeng spoke, the more disgusted Li Ailan became.
She rushed out, went to the side of the road, and started vomiting violently.
Not to mention Li Jinfeng's bowl of porridge, she even vomited out the whole meal she had eaten at noon.
Li Jinfeng watched this scene and almost fell to the ground laughing.
Li Ailan is a mysophobe and loves cleanliness to the point of being pathological.
Normally, when other people go to the toilet, they go in and out very naturally.
Only Li Ailan insisted on covering her nose with a piece of cloth.
When she saw something dirty, she started to retch.
This wasn’t the first time the original owner had seen this, but she didn’t know how to take advantage of it, but Li Jinfeng did.
The more disgusted she was with those things, the more she wanted to talk about them, and the more painful it was for her.
When Li Ailan is in pain, she is happy!
Li Jinfeng's gaze fell on Li Ailan again. After vomiting, she looked sick and her face was pale.
Li Jinfeng deliberately mouthed to her, "piss and saliva."
Li Ailan started vomiting again.
To be honest, it is a painful thing to be born in such an era and still have mysophobia.
Li Jinfeng was extremely grateful for her adaptability. No matter how dirty, messy, or bad the situation was, it was not as important as her life.
The afternoon work was quickly completed.
People from the production team came over to return the farm tools.
Li Dahu and Li Dahe also came over.
The two brothers' farm tools were washed clean and were the same as when they were borrowed in the morning.
Just like in the morning, it was Li Dahu who spoke up, "Plow again!"
Li Jinfeng glanced at the plow. It was the same as in the morning, nothing different. She nodded and ticked the column with Li Dahu and Li Dahao's names. That meant the farm tools had been returned.
The two brothers who returned the farm tools did not rush back, but stood aside, looking at Li Jinfeng with burning eyes.
"Do you... have something to do?" Li Jinfeng asked while taking notes.
"No...it's okay!" Li Dahu shook his head.
Li Dahe pushed his eldest brother and said, "No, we'll wait for you to go back together!"
"Yeah, it's on our way anyway!" Li Dahu also agreed.
Li Jinfeng realized that the two brothers' attitudes towards her had changed.
She didn't know if it was about the division of farm tools in the morning. If so, these two brothers were not bad people at heart.
Unlike Li Aiju and Li Ailan, they are bad at heart.
Li Jinfeng didn't say anything, and the two brothers didn't make any noise to disturb her.
After counting all the farm tools, Li Jinfeng found that one item was missing, a rusty sickle.
"Zhang Xiaobao?" She called out the name of the man who had not yet returned the farm tools.
Li Dahu and Li Dahe were close by, and their expressions changed slightly when they heard Zhang Xiaobao's name.
"Jinfeng, why did you lend him the farm tools?" Li Dahu asked.
"Yes, the Zhang family couldn't borrow farm tools before!" Li Dahao also spoke up.
Li Jinfeng recalled that Zhang Xiaobao was a ten-year-old child. When distributing farm tools in the morning, Li Jinfeng thought that he was young and if he didn't have tools, he might only be able to pull with his hands, so she felt sympathy for him.
There is only one grandmother left in his family. It is said that she was a former landlord and had also undergone reform.
Later, when Zhao Zhongxing became the team leader, he took care of her, an orphan and a widow, and stopped the villagers from causing trouble for her.
However, the Zhang family had no labor, so life was still difficult, with no food to eat.
"Jinfeng, hurry up and go to the Zhang family to get it. Maybe that kid has hidden the farm tools!"
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