"Yes!" Hua Jin walked over, stooped in front of the boy, and hugged him. He then teasingly said, "We're done with the kickoff ceremony this morning, so I'm here to play with you."
"What do you want to play?"
"How about mahjong?"
"Yup, I know how to play that." The boy paused before giving a spiteful look. "Still, my brother doesn't know how to play it. We can't start a game with just the three of us."
This troubled the man. "Oh, right; three can't make up the number for a game."
The younger boy turned to his sibling and asked, "Do you know how to play?"
"Nope." The other boy shook his head blankly as he sipped his yogurt.
Just then, a name popped into their mother's head out of the blue. "Hey, I just thought of someone who can come over easily."
"Who is that?"
She went to look for her phone directory, took out a name card, and dialed a number.
