Wei Qifeng quickly put his eyes on him and said, "Then I need to take a good look."

It took half an hour to see it. After taking off your glasses, Wei Qifeng looked up at Fu Song and said, "You really made me look at it with admiration. Combining social capital theory with geography together. But in my opinion, the greatest significance of your article is not here, but to propose a new method to study sociology and economics from the perspective of geospatial."

Fu Song said modestly: "It's all taught by the teacher."

Wei Qifeng rolled his eyelids and said, "There is no need to wear a high hat for me. I only write a recommendation for this article, so I won't be the corresponding author. In addition, you can write a thank you for Kaman and Harvey. This article is too long and it's a pity to delete it. If you agree, please post the English version of "Chinese Social Sciences"."

"Cheng." Fu Song is not picky about food, as long as he can publish it.

Wei Qifeng looked at the time and said, "I will not keep you at 10 o'clock. Don't rush back to Mucheng first. Have a meal with your seniors in two days and get to know each other."

"Why are senior brothers and sisters back when they have time?" Fu Song has always heard the sounds but did not see them. It was not that the senior brothers and sisters were playing big names, but that they basically went to work in the local area after graduation.

In the eyes of many people, it is not good to be a student of Wei Qifeng. He rarely stays in Beijing after graduation. Among so many students, Deng Tao is the only one who stays in Beijing, but who can make him a doctorate?

Wei Qifeng said: "They have been out for several years, and it's time to go to Beijing to report their work."

Fu Song suddenly realized and said with a smile: "So, are the senior brothers and sisters going to be promoted?"

Wei Qifeng waved his hand and said, "Even if the position is adjusted, it will be transferred at most. I told them that if you don't work under the throne for seven or eight years, you won't be transferred back."

Fu Song: “….”

It's really unlucky to be your student, but he only dares to think about this in his heart, and he definitely doesn't dare to say it.

After leaving Wei Qifeng's office, Fu Song went to meet Liu Xueqin and Zhang Ning again, and learned that the annual assessment meeting of the project had been arranged and was scheduled to hold a meeting for two days this weekend.

After treating them to a meal at noon, when they got home, they took Fu Shengyuan from Du Juan's arms. They felt that the house was a little too quiet, so they asked casually: "Where is your Sister Liang?"

Du Juan said: "They sisters went out shopping after lunch and just left for a while."

The weather was good today, and the afternoon sun was very warm. Fu Song hugged Fu Shengyuan and came to the yard to bask in the sun.

"Oh, Teacher Fu, you can stand it like this cold weather, but the child can't stand it. What should I do if I catch a cold?" Du Juan chased after him and reached out to take over the child.

Fu Song said: "It is good for children to bask in the sun and sterilize."

Du Juan stomped her feet in an anxious mood and said, "The child is clean, where does the bacteria come from? No, no, if Sister Liang knows, she will definitely be anxious."

Fu Song smiled and said, "Just push it on me, okay, do whatever you should do."

Du Juan was worried, so he turned around and went back to the room to get a small quilt. He wrapped Fu Song and his wife into rice dumplings without saying anything, which made him laugh and cry.

"Teacher Fu, you sit here honestly. I'll go in and wash the clothes for Shengyuan. If you have something to do, just don't move around!"

Looking at Du Juan's serious expression, Fu Song said helplessly: "Listen to you, I'll sit here."

It has been three days since he returned. This was the first time Fu Song had been alone with the little guy. Looking at his sleeping little face, he suddenly understood Liang Xi's anger that night. When he thought that he wouldn't see this little guy for several months, he was also reluctant to let him go.

"Geeh..." The little guy had no idea what kind of dream he had, and grinned and grinned with his eyes closed.

"What are you laughing at? I dreamed of marrying a wife?" Fu Song only felt funny. The little guy's happiness should not be that complicated, and this is better than his.

As soon as he finished praising, the little guy suddenly thrust his legs and howled, "Wow wow wow..."

Du Juan ran out after hearing the crying, reached out to touch the quilt, and smiled and said, "I'm peeing, tsk, the diapers that Sister Liang had just changed before leaving, it's almost rippling out after so long. The little guy is so awesome! Give it to me."

Fu Song twitched his mouth, and he always felt that this was a bit... Well, I felt that his son was teased.

Follow Du Juan to the house, watching her skillfully change the little guy into new diapers, and before putting on his pants, he slapped his little butt.

Carrying the used diapers, Du Juan said, "Teacher Fu, this thing is really convenient and saves you from washing diapers. It's just a waste."

The diapers at home were bought by Fu Song in Xiangjiang last year and were shipped back before going to the United States. When my daughter was just born in her last life, it was winter. He washed a winter diaper in cold water, and the pain was unbearable to the memories.

In addition to the "beat generation", "the most unresponsible generation", "the most selfish generation", and "the most rebellious generation", the post-80s generation are also called "diaper generation".

But as far as he saw and heard in his previous life, few people he knew used diapers. Perhaps it was because Mucheng was a small city and his circle was poor. It was not until 2000 that diapers in China gradually became popular, and only wealthy people would buy them for use. Ordinary people could not afford to consume more than ten yuan a day.

"It's fine, but if it's not enough, we'll buy it." As long as it can be solved with money, it's not a problem, let alone for the sake of sexual happiness of the son, cough cough, health.

Du Juan said with a bitter look on his face: "I heard from Sister Liang that one piece costs two or three dollars. It's too wasteful, so I'd better save some money."

Although the inflation in the past two years is severe and the RMB is not as strong as before, the two or three dollars in the late 1980s were worth several days of living expenses between four working-class people, and his son was ruined after he soaked in feces and pee.

I don’t know if there is a diaper manufacturer in China now. If not, for the sake of the health of the next generation of the motherland, I might as well set up a few production lines by myself.

Well, this matter can be left to Han Zesheng. Isn’t there a Watsons under Vision Group? It must be completed and put into production this year so that its children can use their own diapers and keep them from fertilizing.

The little guy probably had enough sleep, his eyes were rolling around, his hands grabbed Du Juan's face, and then he saw a "strange" face appearing directly above. He was so scared that he grinned and cried so hard that he was heartbroken.

"Little bastard, don't kiss me at all." Fu Song didn't get angry. He could only hug him when he was asleep in the past few days. As long as he was awake, let alone hug him, it wouldn't be possible if he was close to him.

"Don't cry or cry, this is dad, call dad, call dad."

"Forget it, I'm only four months old, so how can I call someone?"

"No, I'm so hungry that my mother screamed clearly."

Fu Song's face turned dark and said angrily: "It's really a mother who has breasts. She's snobbish. Without you, can you have you?"
Chapter completed!