After that, Mr. Song and An Zhenxiong were satisfied, and An Ci was speechless.
As expected, I can't rely on you.
"Hurry up and have breakfast." Song Xiunian said.
An Ci wanted to try again, but his stomach growled.
She turned and walked towards the dining room, intending to finish her breakfast before trying for a chance to play.
They were the last two to get up. Aunt Hong brought them breakfast and then left, leaving them alone in the dining room.
Shen Mo looked at her eating porridge and asked in confusion, "Why are you eating so fast?"
An Ci picked up a steamed dumpling with his chopsticks and took a bite. His voice was unclear, "I'm going to play mahjong."
Shen Mo smiled, "Can you fight?"
"No." An Ci said, "But I can learn."
She stuffed the remaining dumplings into her mouth, and suddenly something came to her mind, "Will you?"
He is so good at playing Landlord, so he should know a little about Mahjong.
Shen Mo nodded, "Yes."
He is still more reliable.
An Ci narrowed his eyes and smiled, "How are you doing at mahjong?"
Shen Mo, "Not bad."
Experts are usually modest and will say "okay" to any question, An Ci thought.
"Then you'll be my strategist later?" She attentively put a piece of potato pancake on the plate in front of him and negotiated with him, "We'll split the money 50-50 if we win."
"Grandpa Song and the others will fight with you first." Shen Mo picked up the potato pancake and started eating.
An Ci quickly finished his breakfast and ran back to the living room, where Mr. Song and the others were shuffling cards.
An Ci took a look and chose Song Xiunian, who was more talkative. She moved closer to him and said with a flattering smile, "Dad, just let me play for a while."
Seeing her coming again, Song Xiunian smiled helplessly, "Do you have money?"
"Yes." An Ci said.
Song Xiunian said, "Even if you have it, it won't work. You should ask your grandfather and your maternal grandfather and get their consent."
"The purpose of celebrating the New Year is to have fun." Shi Che defended her. "It's harmless to play for a while. Maybe if she loses a couple of games, she'll feel bad about the money and stop playing."
Anci, "..."
Was he speaking for her or cursing her to lose?
An Zhenxiong remembered his grandson's money-grubbing nature and reluctantly said, "Okay."
"You go and have fun, I'm going to answer a call." Song Xiunian stood up and made room for her, holding her collar and putting her on a chair.
Shuffle the cards with one click, and Mr. Song becomes the banker.
An Ci was short and couldn't reach the cards while sitting on the chair, so she simply stood up.
Mr. Song and his men also indulged her.
Shen Mo was afraid that she would fall accidentally, so he took a pillow and walked over, "Sit here." He put the pillow on the chair.
An Ci immediately understood his intention and smiled sweetly at him, "Thank you, brother."
She calls him Shen Mo when she is rebellious and calls him brother when she is being nice. She is quite good at it.
Shen Mo curled his lips, turned around, moved a chair and sat next to her, looking like a guardian angel.
Shi Che played a card, glanced at him, and said in an intriguing tone, "Xiao Mo, a true gentleman watches chess without saying a word, and the same applies to playing mahjong."
After hearing this, Mr. Song was a little surprised, "Xiao Mo, you can play mahjong?"
Shen Mo, "A little bit."
Shi Che glanced at him darkly and exposed him, "Uncle Song, don't listen to him. This kid is no worse than me at playing mahjong."
When these words were spoken, not only Mr. Song was stunned, but even An Zhenxiong was surprised.
Noticing their gazes, Shen Mo said modestly, "Good luck."
Shi Che smiled and said, "Anyway, you can only watch, not speak."
An Ci immediately disagreed, "That won't work. He has to teach me how to fight."
Considering that she really didn't know how to play, Shi Che gave in and said, "Then I can only teach you this one round. After that, you can play on your own."
An Ci readily agreed, "Okay."
Shen Mo glanced at her cards and twitched the corner of his lips. There wasn't even a pair among the thirteen cards.
The opening cards are not very good.
"Hit this." He pointed to ten thousand, and An Ci picked up the card and played it out.
Then, Shen Mo went over the rules of mahjong with her.
An Ci understood it immediately and almost understood it after listening to it once. Shen Mo then mentioned a few complicated points to her.
He explained it in a very detailed and easy-to-understand manner, and even the other three poker players thought he spoke very well.
Shen Mo asked, "Do you understand?"
As soon as An Ci nodded, An Zhenxiong on the opposite side won the game.
It was Shi Che who ordered the cannon.
Shi Che slapped his forehead in annoyance. It was too hasty.
He opened the drawer, took out five large bills and handed them to An Zhenxiong, "Uncle An, please be merciful."
An Zhenxiong smiled and said, "No, that won't work. You'd better hope for the best."
Another round began. Shi Che looked at Shen Mo and reminded him, "Xiao Mo, you can't be the military advisor in this round."
Shen Mo said, "I know."
An Ci glanced at Shi Che. He just wanted her to start a fight and bully a child.
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