After dinner, the four of them put together a table and played mahjong.
Playing mahjong in the winter was the most enjoyable.
Next to them was the stove, with hot milk being brewed, and some peanuts and oranges roasted, filling the house with fragrance.
Jiang Man was very restrained, purposely skipping her turn whenever she was about to win.
Several times she allowed the elderly lady to win, delighting her with laughter.
"Manman, you don't know how to play mahjong?" Lu Xuemei couldn't watch any longer.
With Manman continuously losing, weren't they bullying her?
A single game was not for small stakes, 100 yuan per fan, and at the most, it went up to 72 fans, where she could lose 7200 yuan in one game.
"It's fine, it's just a game, winning or losing isn't important," Jiang Man was enjoying herself.
Just as with controlling points, she was adept at controlling the game.
"Manman, you aren't very good at this either," Lu Xuemei glanced at Jiang Man sitting beside her.
