The crowd burst into laughter at Li Xiaobao's words, and the atmosphere became lively once again.
After discussing precautions and the vegetable needs of several people, Li Xiaobao rode the motor tricycle, dizzily heading back to Kao Mountain Village.
Although Li Xiaobao had virtually drunk his fill, he still encountered no accidents on the road, mainly because by now he was not only a celebrity in Kao Mountain Village but also fairly well-known in the nearby villages.
When everyone saw him riding the tricycle, dizzily approaching, they cleared the way for him from afar.
When he reached the entrance of the village, it was just after six o'clock, and the sky had not yet darkened.
"Xiaobao, you're back!"
Third Elder Zhao, working in the field, saw Li Xiaobao's vehicle, dropped his hoe, and hastily rushed over.
"Xiaobao is back!"
The remaining few people, scattered in pairs in the field, also dropped their work and ran over.