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Mao Tai Nan held the bank card given to him by Xu Lei as he got into the Pinnacle Entertainment van and returned to the hospital. After settling the outstanding payments at the billing department, he found his mother's attending physician, hoping to discuss an expensive treatment option.
Once everything was taken care of, he returned to the hospital room and squatted by his mother's bedside, quietly watching her sleep. Her gaunt and haggard face made his heart ache painfully, and before he knew it, tears filled his eyes.
"Mao Mao, why are you crying?"
"Oh, I'm just crying out of excitement, Mom."
He recounted his experiences from that day to her, carefully peeling an apple and scooping out small bites with a spoon. He gently brought the pieces to her lips. After she struggled to swallow, he continued talking while scooping more apple flesh, reminiscent of his childhood when she would lovingly hold him in her arms and feed him bits of fruit.
"When we follow others, we must remember those who helped us during our tough times. We can't forget our roots, you know?"
"Yes, I understand, Mom."
The young man nodded earnestly as he mixed half a spoonful of apple pulp with juice and offered it to her. Watching her struggle to swallow made his nose tingle with emotion, and he fought back tears.
After spending a month in Huaxia, the family felt somewhat out of place upon returning to the ranch. Compared to Jinling's unpredictable weather, evenings on the Siberian Plain required a thick coat when going outside.
"Dad, can we play with the tank?"
The next morning, Angelina wandered around the yard out of boredom, following the busy Xu Li back and forth. Xu Weihua and Xu Weixia had gone fishing by the river while Kamila was still in her suspension period and was enjoying a long sleep.
Xu Li flipped a water bucket upside down by the poolside and smiled brightly at the freshly cleaned feed storage. "This big guy won't be playing; it's noisy inside. Do you want to drive my Mighty Warrior or your mom's?"
"But I've never been in a tank before!"
Angelina's eyes sparkled with curiosity. Xu Li thought for a moment. "Alright, let’s give you a taste so you can stop dreaming about it."
He sent Angelina back inside to change clothes and called Xu Weihua and Xu Weixia to return from fishing. Then he entered the feed storage to refuel the tank and connect some wires. He found a few tank crew hats, gave them a good shake, sprayed some air freshener on them, and placed them on top of the tank with satisfaction.
Kamila, who had been sound asleep, was also awakened by Angelina's excitement about driving a tank. The little girl dashed into Wei Jian’s room to wash up and change clothes. Soon four eager faces stood before Xu Li as he distributed the tank hats: Kamila would be in charge of commands while the two older boys decided who would drive and who would load shells. Angelina would handle shooting.
"Dad, didn't our family dismantle the fire control system?"
Xu Weixia excitedly leaned toward Old Parent with a goofy grin: "You can't tell me our family still has Cannonballs!"
"They're just training blanks," Xu Li replied as he lit a cigarette and blew out smoke rings. "Your uncle came back for a visit two years ago; I had him help me fix it up a bit. He even arranged for some boxes of blanks to be sent over. I usually don’t let anyone use them; save some for me because Peter has been nagging about wanting to play with them by year-end."
The brothers went off to play Rock-Paper-Scissors, with Xu Weihua ultimately winning the right to drive while Xu Weixia would load the Cannonballs. They climbed into the tank with some effort. After starting it up with some roughness, Xu Li opened the two large doors at the front of the feed storage. The nearly forty-year-old Steel Behemoth rumbled slowly out of the warehouse and stopped on the road after climbing up an incline.
Angelina and Kamila donned their tank hats and giggled as they climbed inside. However, Angelina relished the thrill of commanding; they switched roles so that Kamila would handle firing while Angelina took her place as commander. With excitement in her voice, she looked around for a moment: "Oleg, let’s race across the Siberian Plain! Ura!"
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