Lin Yuying said, "Well, shoving me won't help, Auntie, can't you see, people inside haven't finished eating yet."
But the Auntie said, "You're not hungry, you're not in a rush, then you should go to the back, we're anxious, I'm starving."
"I..."
Lin Yuying found herself at a loss for words.
Lin Yuying simply ignored her and continued to stand where she was.
The Auntie behind kept babbling on.
"Honestly, young people these days, I tell you, they're getting less considerate. You know, asking to give up a seat on the bus, and we end up in the news, accused of using age as an excuse, as if growing old makes you worthless. I wonder what they'll do when they're old."
The Auntie behind chimed in, "Exactly, now when I take the bus, I don't ask them to give up their seats anymore. I just sway my way home, avoiding getting scolded over a seat."
"They don't even know how to let someone cut in line."
"Let them? It's good enough not getting scolded."
