The elderly woman didn't just verbally stop them, she was quick to act too, charging over and bumping into the two who were caught off guard by the chicken eggs, "These eggs are mine, and nobody else is allowed to pick them up!"
"Old lady, do the eggs have your name on them?" the two who had been pushed aside retorted angrily, "Have you no sense of reason?"
It seemed that a rather sordid incident was about to erupt over a mere puddle of egg liquid.
Yang PeiMin quickly asked the old lady, "What's the matter, ma'am?"
The elderly woman glanced at her, then at the sack by her feet, and handed over a bag of eggs she was carrying, "Just now my grandson bumped into you and smashed your eggs. Here, these are to compensate you."
