The boss is at the same table, she pretends to be good again

Chapter 215 Seeing You Are Thick-Skinned

Everyone left one after another, but Rong Heng was still standing there, thinking about what Li Mingting said just now.

Too much information suddenly poured into his mind, making him feel dizzy.

When I left the study room, there was only one sentence left in my mind: "Admitting the excellence of others is actually a kind of excellence."

So, is Li Mingting persuading himself to admit her excellence?

……

When Rong Heng sat down at the dining table, he kept glancing at Li Mingting's face.

Li Mingting thought there was something on his face, so he asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

Rong Heng replied to her: "It looks like you have a thick skin."

Li Mingting: "?"

What the hell is Young Master Rong talking about that she doesn't understand?
The dining table in the Li family is not very big, and there are about ten students who came, including Rong Heng and Ning Lekang.

Seeing this, Li Huaqing also moved out a wooden round dining table that was spared at home, and only then did he gather two tables.

Chen Qiumei's cooking skills are very good, almost all kinds of home-cooked dishes are served on the table, attracting everyone's attention.

Li Mingting served drinks for everyone, and Li Su served food for them. Everyone laughed and laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated.

When Rong Heng picked up the chopsticks, he subconsciously looked back at Li Mingting's living room.

A few sofas with simple colors and styles, an ordinary coffee table, and a very common TV cabinet, etc...

The space is not very large, not as good as the inside of his kitchen, but for some reason, this small place where you can see the bottom when you look up seems to be what he yearns for the most.

After eating and drinking, everyone took the gift from Li Mingting and left contentedly.

When everyone left, Li Huaqing immediately went to wash the dishes with winking eyes, while Li Mingting ran to give Chen Qiumei a shoulder squeeze.

She squeezed and asked: "Mom, my classmate asked me today where the gold medal in the international competition in junior high school went, do you know?"

"Gold medal?" Chen Qiumei thought about it carefully, and felt that her memory was a little fuzzy.

Her son and daughter are too good, and she has too many troubles as a mother. It is too troublesome to pack trophies, medals and certificates!

With so many gold medals piled up together, she didn't know which one was which, and which one went where.

In the past, many children from relatives would come to play, maybe they were taken away by those children.

"I don't remember much. If it wasn't in the storage box, it might have been taken by your cousins."

Li Mingting said "Oh", "It's nothing, I just asked."

Most of the gold medals are not pure gold, they are not worth much, and Li Mingting has a lot of them, so she doesn't cherish these things very much.

Every time cousins ​​came to play at home and wanted to take home a gold medal, Li Mingting would give it to them generously.

So not only Chen Qiumei didn't remember the whereabouts of those gold medals, but Li Mingting himself didn't remember either.

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The students in class seven finished their visit, went downstairs and left the community, and then went home.

Rong Heng and Ning Lekang rode bicycles, strolling unsteadily on the street.

In fact, Ning Lekang couldn't wait to go back and read the criminal investigation book, but Rong Heng didn't know what he was thinking, and he was grinding all the way.Ning Lekang had no choice but to risk his life to stay with his brother and grind along with him.

After grinding, Rong Heng suddenly asked Ning Lekang: "Do you think Li Mingting is outstanding?"

Ning Lekang showed strange eyes, and said as a matter of course: "Of course! Is there any doubt about this, Brother Heng?"

(End of this chapter)