Bring your child to a variety show? Daughter: He is truly my living father!

Chapter 272

Mahjong has been a national activity in China since ancient times.

However, the way of playing mahjong varies from place to place across the country.

Chengma.

As the name suggests, it comes from the way of playing in Sichuan and Chongqing.

Chengdu, although not the origin of mahjong, is very famous.

People there are content with the status quo, live a leisurely life, and have a slow pace.

They only do three things all year round: eating, drinking tea, and playing mahjong!

Even in a quarrel, no matter how big the storm is.

As long as a mahjong table is set up, it can be quickly calmed down.

The way to play Chengma is.

If one door is missing, fight to the end!

It can be seen that it is bloody.

Grandma Wang's hometown is Chengdu.

I love playing Sichuan and Chongqing mahjong.

Since I came to Shanghai with my son to settle down, I rarely find a partner.

I finally found a partner in the nursing home.

As a result, one of them passed away last year.

I can't get a table together again.

Today, someone actually played Chengma with me.

Don't mention how happy they were.

Ten minutes later.

Grandma Wang came with her other two mahjong partners.

Everyone was dumbfounded at first sight.

The two looked much worse than Grandma Wang.

An old man, with wrinkles all over his face, was wearing an oxygen mask.

He was holding a small oxygen concentrator in his hand.

Another grandma.

She was skinny, hunched over, and leaning on a cane.

Xiao Yang was stunned.

Ding Li whispered to the side.

"Xiao Yang, forget it."

"With this body, if you get excited, you can't be responsible if something happens."

Xiao Yang thought so too.

He walked forward, supported Grandma Wang, and discussed.

"Grandma Wang, why don't you forget it."

"These two old people are so sick."

"You should rest more."

The two old people next to him heard it.

I finally found a good partner for playing cards, but now I regret it?!

I quit immediately.

The old man took off his oxygen mask and sat down on the chair next to the mahjong machine.

"Who said I was sick? I'm healthy."

Another old lady said and threw away her crutches.

She walked to the card table and sat down.

Her bony hand slapped the mahjong table.

"Come here quickly!!"

"Don't worry, young man, I'm in good health."

Grandma Wang brushed Xiao Yang's hand with one hand, and her kind face became serious.

"Young man, the mahjong table is already set up, you have to play."

"Are you teasing us old people?"

The comments scrolled:

——"Hahaha, Xiao Yang lives in Bengbu."

——"I have to say, my grandfather is like this too, he usually has backaches and blurred vision. But when he plays mahjong, his head doesn't hurt, his back doesn't hurt, he's in great shape, and his mind is clear."

——"He's so into mahjong, his hometown must be Chengdu, right? That's incredible, there's mahjong there, you can skip meals and sleep, playing mahjong can cure all diseases."

——"I can testify, my mother said she was at the mahjong table the second before she gave birth to me."

——"Ask the world, what is mahjong, it makes people stay together for life and death."

——"Although there is no other way to relieve worries, only mahjong! But if these old people get too excited while playing mahjong, what if something goes wrong?"

Xiao Yang was also afraid.

After all, if these old guys get excited, it would be bad if they die.

However, looking at the three grandpas and grandmas who were already sitting at the card table and looking at him coldly.

He felt that he could not escape.

He could only consult the staff of the nursing home.

The staff said with a smile.

"It's okay."

"Those grandpas and grandmas have daily checkups, and all indicators are very stable."

"Usually, they only play mahjong for 10 cents, and the wins and losses are only a few dollars at most."

"It's just to kill time."

"These grandpas and grandmas haven't played mahjong for a long time, and it's good to accompany them to have fun."

"Just be careful not to play for too long."

Xiao Yang was relieved after hearing the staff's words.

He sat at the card table again.

"Boom boom boom~"

"Boom boom~"

4 people, 8 hands, began to rub the mahjong tiles on the mahjong table.

A few minutes later.

4 rows of mahjong blocks were built.

Everyone picked up their own cards.

As soon as they started playing cards, the faces of the three grandparents were immediately filled with smiles and red light.

They stopped panting and breathing oxygen.

"Eight~"

"Five-bar~"

"Pong!"

"Wait..."

The cameraman stood behind Xiao Yang and pointed the camera at his cards.

As soon as Xiao Yang got the cards, he quickly sorted them out, took a look at them, and began to think.

The opponent lacked a ten-thousand, the next player lacked a strip, and he and the previous player lacked a bar.

He kept his eyes and ears on all sides,

While his hands were moving, his mind was also thinkingCounting the cards.

Nearly 10 million viewers in the live broadcast room played cards together.

—— "Don't mention these grandpas and grandmas. Although they are old, they are old and have played mahjong for decades. They have muscle memory and are all masters. Xiao Yang is good, not inferior at all."

—— "Fuck, Xiao Yang is actually doing all the same color, awesome, is he playing so big?"

—— "What's the fun of Xiao Hu upstairs? If you want to play, play big."

Xiao Yang has a good memory and is good at math.

When playing mahjong, you will naturally remember and count the cards unconsciously.

Ten minutes later.

Xiao Yang's opponent's grandfather played a card.

"Twenty thousand!"

Xiao Yang: "Wait~"

"Bang~"

"All the same color!!"

Grandpa:...

He snorted coldly.

Looking at Xiao Yang, his eyes widened.

Grandma Wang next to him was also locked up.

His mouth pursed, and he said unhappily: "Heh, young man."

"Your skills are OK!"

Xiao Yang smiled slyly.

"It's just so-so, a few grandpas and grandmas are letting me, a young man, down."

The money was calculated.

The grandpa opposite Xiao Yang put the oxygen mask on his face again.

His eyes were wide open.

"Hmph"

"I underestimated you, little guy. Wait until I breathe some oxygen and exercise my brain, and I will definitely beat you."

Everyone was amused by the grandfather's behavior.

But there were still many people who took a breath for Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang is really brave.

This is the case every time, these old men and women must be angry.

Xiao Yang himself was also stunned for a moment.

I think I should hold back a little bit.

Let's go, entertainment is the main thing.

At this time.

Xiao Xiao, who was sitting on the side, brought a plastic stool and walked to Xiao Yang's side.

She sat down.

The little head looked in front of the cards.

He looked from left to right.

"Dad, how do you play mahjong? Teach me."

"Sure~"

Xiao Yang agreed.

Then he started teaching while playing.

"This is called Wanzi, this is called Tiaozi, this is called Tongzi..."

"There is also a winning formula for playing mahjong."

"147 hits 1; 258 hits 5; 369 hits 9; hit one after two, don't worry about three or six; the next player gives up eight or ninety thousand, and needs to be careful of four or sixty thousand..."

Xiao Yang taught carefully.

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.

Is this teaching a primary school child to play mahjong a father's job?