Wen Jiaren had many pairs in her hand, so she picked up a lone two sticks and tossed it out. Mr. Ding's face lit up with joy, "Kong, hehe."
Happily, he picked up the two sticks, lined them up, then drew a tile from the back and threw it out, "Two circles."
"Pong." Mr. Ding threw out a pair of two circles and played a Six Circles.
It was Wen Jiaren's turn to play again. She picked up a Three sticks and said to Mu Qian, "I just played it wrong. I should have thrown away a one-eyed chicken and kept the two sticks. Now my tiles are a bit messy."
The tiles in Wen Jiaren's hand needed several more rounds to call a winning hand.
Mu Qian said, "Just play casually, don't overthink it."
Elder Yuan beamed, "That's right, your husband has plenty of money and doesn't care if you lose a little."
Wen Jiaren threw out the useless Three sticks, leaving a pair of one-eyed chickens and other pairs. Mr. Ding ponged another pair and threw out a one-eyed chicken, "Here, take it."
