That noon, there were only my grandfather and I at home. My grandmother went to the vegetable market to buy groceries, while my father and mother both went to work. Now, the house is as empty as if there are no pumpkin seeds in a big pumpkin. My grandfather and I were getting bored and ready to tidy up the house together. I found that there were almost no eggs in the kitchen refrigerator, so I ran downstairs to the supermarket to buy eggs.<br>Although there is everything in the supermarket, the prices are too expensive. I took the bag and carefully filled it with eggs, praying in my heart that there must be no mistakes. But things went against my wishes. As I was taking the last egg, perhaps it was due to a sense of relief in my heart. As soon as I relaxed, my hand slipped, and my egg in my hand hit another egg like a huge stone. In a panic, a large stone hit your head for no reason, and you still had to die of injustice? Egg is wronged, but I am also wronged. I admit to being unlucky and I have to lose money.<br>So, I ran over and asked the salesperson's aunt how much an egg was about. She said, "An egg is about fifty cents, right?" I breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, I paid for the egg and there was still an extra fifty cents left. It's really a lucky coincidence. If an egg is one yuan, then I would be in double sorrow. I told the aunt who paid me the bill, and she didn't blame me either. She just made me lose fifty cents. When I got home, my grandfather asked me why I came back so late. I told my grandfather about it and he said, "You're so honest. If you were someone else, you might even be called a thief." I was thinking, "If I hadn't compensated for that fifty cents at that time, I might still be holding my grudges and probably feel ashamed.
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