Ruan Lan was speechless.
Xu Lai was speechless.
The two of them stared at the three South Wind tiles and one East Wind tile on the table, lost in thought.
It seemed as though Ruan Tang might possibly, perhaps, probably be playing a different kind of mahjong than they understood.
"Nobody wants them? Then I'll keep going," Ruan Tang said, pushing out two more tiles. "A pair of sevens."
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven… eight!" Xu Yiyi, brimming with excitement, pushed out two eight-dot tiles. "I beat you!"
"You see? It's simple," Ruan Tang said with a smile. "Even Yiyi has learned."
"????"
Xu Lai and Ruan Lan exchanged a look, their eyes filled with utter confusion.
There's a way to play mahjong like this? We've never heard of it.
Ruan Lan cautiously asked, "Sis, is this really how you play? I feel like something isn't quite right."
