"Xiaobao, we're running out of seeds, should we go get some more from No.2 Mountain?" Aunt Wang's husband, Wang Xiliang, saw that it wasn't dark yet and said to Li Xiaobao.
"Yeah, Xiaobao, go get the rest of the seeds!" Hearing Wang Xiliang's words, everyone chimed in in agreement.
Li Xiaobao knew that the villagers didn't knock off work at a specific time but by the sun, stopping when it got dark, and he guessed there was still about half an hour left, so he said, "No need, it's about time now, why don't you uncles and elders wrap it up for today!"
"Don't be like that, Xiaobao, it's not dark yet!" The crowd wasn't worried that Li Xiaobao wouldn't pay; they primarily felt bad about knocking off half an hour early since it seemed unfair to Li Xiaobao.