"Undergraduates can't come, so why can your graduate students help you?" Wang Weidong said.

Professor Zhang didn't answer Wang Weidong's words for a long time, and only after a while did he reply a little ashamedly: "I am not qualified to supervise graduate students now, and I am applying for a master's supervisor." ”

"A professor of your age can't supervise graduate students?" Wang Weidong said in surprise.

"Do you think that just a cat or a dog can supervise graduate students? Master's and doctor's degrees are senior talents in our country, and we must find the best people to guide us! There were only six PhDs in our country last year, do you think there are many doctoral supervisors? Professor Zhang replied.

If Wang Weidong told Professor Zhang that hundreds of thousands of graduate students would graduate every year in a few decades, Professor Zhang would have fallen off his bicycle in shock!

When he arrived at the door, Wang Weidong invited Professor Zhang to go in to rest and rest, and immediately went with him to buy autumn vegetables after changing his shoes.

Professor Zhang smiled and said that he was waiting for him outside, Wang Weidong hurriedly ran into the house to change his socks again and then put on a pair of liberation shoes and came out, but Professor Zhang had already ridden away.

Wang Weidong didn't care about this, he rushed to the farmers' market.

Outside the farmer's market, Professor Zhang was holding his bicycle and talking to a man in a felt hat who was parked next to a wagon full of Chinese cabbage.

More than a dozen horse-drawn carts with cabbage, turnips and potatoes were parked side by side outside the farmer's market.

"Professor Zhang, why did you run away alone?" Wang Weidong walked over and complained.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Professor Zhang said with a smile.

Wang Weidong took out a cabbage from the carriage and carefully observed whether the cabbage was tight. Then he walked to a horse-drawn cart next to him and pulled out a cabbage to compare.

One of his reasons for doing this was to see how good the cabbage was, and the other purpose was to make the cabbage sellers compete with each other.

The face of the person who discussed the price of cabbage with Professor Zhang just now was ugly, but Professor Zhang smiled very humbly and spoke very politely, and he knew that it was easy to deal with at a glance. For such a person, there is no reciprocation, you are good to me, and I am good to you, but to slaughter hard!

If you don't bully good people, who else do honest people bully?

But Wang Weidong, who suddenly appeared, is different, and the ghost is a thorn in the head at first glance, which is difficult to deal with.

"Professor Zhang, how many are you going to buy?" Wang Weidong asked.

"Seventy or eighty pickled cabbage, a total of two hundred." Professor Zhang replied.

The man who sold the cabbage on the second carriage hurriedly said: "I still have two hundred and forty or fifty pieces left in this cart, if you wrap up the ball, I will cheapen you a penny!" ”

More than an hour later, a horse-drawn cart left the farmer's market, loaded with more than 200 Chinese cabbage, a sack of potatoes, more than 100 catties of carrots and green radish, 40 catties of green onions and two large bundles of vermicelli.

Wang Weidong and the driver of the car were both sitting in the carriage, and Professor Zhang was riding a bicycle and slowly following behind.

"Weidong, if it weren't for you, I would have let them deceive." Professor Zhang said.

Just now, Professor Zhang was optimistic about a sack of potatoes, and all of them were the size of a fist. Originally, he wanted to directly pass the scales and carry them to the carriage, but Wang Weidongfei wanted to pour out all the potatoes in the sack and take a look.

Without waiting for the potato seller to nod his head in agreement, Wang Weidong had already knocked down the sack containing the potatoes, except for the large potatoes on it, the rest were very small, some were only the size of a thumb's belly, and there were many clods hidden in the sacks.

"Just like the ones who produce cardboard shoes, these bastards have a big bad conscience!" Wang Weidong said.

The carriage entered the university residential area and stopped downstairs at Professor Zhang's house.

Wang Weidong was busy unloading the vegetables, and then moved them upstairs little by little. The space in the house is limited, and some of the dishes are stacked in the corridor.

These jobs were done, and Wang Weidong's tired limbs were weak.

Professor Zhang wanted to leave Wang Weidong for dinner, but Wang Weidong refused.

At the time of parting, Professor Zhang said: "Weidong, our school is going to have a campus broadcast, and English learning programs will be broadcast every day, which is an opportunity for your radio factory." ”

On Sunday afternoon, Mr. Wang and Mr. Chen sat together in their office watching television. At noon, Chen Jihong went to the factory to deliver food to Wang Weidong, who was on duty, and stayed and did not leave.

Just when Wang Weidong moved his hands and feet to Chen Jihong, and Chen Jihong shyly resisted, Wang Weidong heard a knock on the door.

"Who is this, I don't have any eyesight!" Wang Weidong said angrily.

He walked outside quickly, and saw Ou Xiaoyang standing outside smiling at him through the big iron gate, and the jeep stopped on the side of the road.

Seeing Chen Jihong, who came out after Wang Weidong, Ou Xiaoyang said to Wang Weidong apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

"Don't revolutions need descendants? You always bother me to influence the motherland, and the flowers are born sooner! Wang Weidong said.

He said as he opened the large iron door.

Only then did I see Ou Xiaoyang still carrying something in his hand.

"I'll come here, and I'll bring something, how embarrassing it is." Wang Weidong said.

The door was locked again, and the three of them returned to the office.

Ou Xiaoyang took out the things in the pocket he was carrying and put them on the desk.

Four bottles of beer and one bottle of liquor, plus two lunch boxes.

Ou Xiaoyang put two lunch boxes on the heater.

"It's a dish in it, let's sit down and talk about it later." Ou Xiaoyang said. There is a bit of hypocrisy in what he said.

"Just the two of us." Wang Weidong said. He gave Chen Jihong a look, and then he took Chen Jihong out to open the big iron gate and let Chen Jihong go home first.

Seeing Wang Weidong walk into the office, Ou Xiaoyang said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's affecting your husband and wife's intimacy." ”

"If you get married soon, you can also make love in the open." Wang Weidong said.

He deliberately accentuated his tone on the four words Zhengda Guangming.

If you don't get married, you can't be upright, you can only be sneaky. Wang Weidong concluded that Ou Xiaoyang and Ruiyun must have sneaked around.

Neither of these guys is a fuel-efficient lamp!

"Weidong, why are you looking for Xiao Chen like this?" Ou Xiaoyang asked.

"Kind, simple, in the future, even if I am poor and ask for food, she will follow me." Wang Weidong replied.

He also wanted to ask Ou Xiaoyang if your Ruiyun was such a person, but he didn't ask.

Ou Xiaoyang obviously thought of this problem as well, he lowered his head and looked at the concrete floor for a long time without speaking. The reason why Ruiyun is so eager to be with him obviously has a lot to do with his family background.

"I'm going to get married in two months, and my parents have already met and discussed getting married on New Year's Day." Ou Xiaoyang said.

I don't know why, he didn't feel excited when he thought of getting married, but was at a loss for the future.

"Okay, I'll give you a big mirror and write the names of everyone in our factory!" Wang Weidong said.