The automatic mahjong table was quickly set up, creating a particularly festive "whoosh" sound.
Huo Jingshen glanced at it, then went upstairs with his cellphone in hand.
He remembered that during his last visit home, the old lady promised to replace the bed and the furniture in his room.
...
The automatic mahjong table was bustling with activity, and the first round ended quickly with the old lady's winning hand.
A hand adorned with a gold ring pushed the tiles forward. It was a bold move indeed.
"I won! Hahaha! Come on now, 1000 yuan from each of you, quickly transfer it via WeChat!"
Huo Zhexi rolled his eyes, "Grandma, can't we play higher stakes? 100 yuan per set is too low, don't you think?"
He was hoping to win a little more money from the bratty girl, but ended up winning only 1000 yuan from the old lady in that round? That's not right.
