公交站牌前,一个上了年纪的妇人,拎着一个大袋子,里面是刚刚抢购的鸡蛋。鸡蛋价格飞涨,柴米油盐、一丝一毫都需要精打细算。人多手杂,不知是谁,碰到了袋子,落在地上,鸡蛋碎了,蛋清蛋黄淌了出来。公交车旋即而去,老妇人满脸落寞,嘴里嘟囔着,想想一周的生活费,禁不住骂了出来。站牌旁边是一个小摊,卖鸡蛋饼的,一个小姑娘,正在帮助母亲摊饼,闻讯赶了过来,手中端着一个碗,顾不了许多了,抢救鸡蛋要紧。妇人道:“鸡蛋都碎了,算了。”小姑娘不愿放弃,小心翼翼地,将每个破碎的鸡蛋捧了起来,将蛋清蛋黄倒进 Bus stop before an elderly woman, carrying a big bag, which is just snapped eggs. Egg prices soaring, Pimlico salt, a hint of all need to plan carefully. Mixed hands, I do not know who, ran into the bag, fell to the ground, broken eggs, egg white egg yolk dripped out. Bus go away, the old woman lonely face, mouth muttering, think about the cost of living a week, could not help but curse out. Beside the stop sign is a stall, selling egg cakes, a little girl, is helping the mother stand biscuits, heard the news hurried over, holding a bowl in the hand, can not attend a lot, and the rescue of eggs. Woman said: “The eggs are broken, forget.” The little girl did not want to give up, carefully, holding each broken egg, egg white into the egg yolk