"Oh, how come you've brought back so much of this stuff?" Ms. Wang asked with a smile. The two siblings left the house early in the morning, and they moved so quickly that Ms. Wang didn't even have a chance to ask where they were going. Now, it seemed that they had gone to gather these things.
However, something crossed her mind and her face suddenly darkened, "Where did you find these?"
Seeing the sudden change in Ms. Wang's expression, Yang Qingrui understood that his mother was worried, so he explained, "Mom, we found them on the little beach, no one cares about that place."
Hearing him say this, Ms. Wang relaxed.
"Xiaxia, why did you bring back so much of this stuff? Little crabs have no meat, it's all shell. Cooking them would be a waste of oil."
Ms. Wang rummaged through one of the small buckets and found that it was mostly filled with small crabs, along with some small shrimp and shells.