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The room was covered with a plastic mat, but Jiang Yao did not sleep at all. Instead, he laid on top of a pile of scattered model parts, where the thing in front of him was already fully formed, it was a tank.

Xia Qing sat beside him and asked tentatively: "Yao Yao, what do you think about your mother's marriage?"

Jiang Yao's hands did not stop moving, and said: "Aunt Qing