"Mom..." Zhao Datu thought, why should he explain. He coldly said, "None of your business!"
"... " Wang San was inexplicably scolded, feeling immensely wronged.
At that moment, Xia Dabao also ran down, "Axiang, Wang San, stop lining up. It's only for those above fifty, no one believes you're that age. You better leave quickly."
"Is it really only for those above fifty?" Wang San felt it was a pity.
Thus, after Xia Dabao called out, many young people withdrew, leaving only those like Auntie Zhao who, despite being in their thirties, brazenly claimed to be over fifty.
Xia Dabao then observed the front for a while and noticed that the two organizers asked several questions before handing out the eggs.
Questions like, do you feel well? Any recent headaches or body pain? How's your sleep?
Only after registering these details could one receive two eggs.
