our psalms

Ouyang Qing drove the car, and at the next intersection, she reached the entrance of the hotel.She looked very tired, got out of the car with her satchel, and walked into the hotel after showing a dry smile to the security guard at the door.And sitting in the lobby waiting for her was a man in a police uniform.

"Ouyang Qing?" The policeman saw her coming in and walked towards her.This was obviously beyond Ouyang Qing's expectations. She knew the person standing in front of her. It was Lao Liu, a colleague who used to work in the same unit as her husband Lao Cao, and now he was the political commissar of the Public Security Bureau.When he came to find her, Ouyang Qing obviously felt something, but she still kept that dry smile and said, "Old Liu, is it you?"

"Hehe, long time no see, sister-in-law!" Old Liu said politely, "How have you been in America for so many years?"

"That's good, but what can you do for me?" Ouyang Qing went straight to the topic.

"There are some things I want to talk to you about." Political Commissar Liu is not a person who likes to beat around the bush, "About Lao Cao."

"Hehe, his business?" Ouyang Qing laughed contemptuously, "What does his business have to do with me?"

"Speaking of which, it has nothing to do with you, but I think you should also know that some things you have done yourself have indeed caused some troubles to him." Old Liu still spoke so politely, without any sharpness, "About an anonymous report letter accusing director Cao Yongwen of misconduct, someone revealed that it was Ouyang Qing's work. In view of this, I must come here and ask you to verify something."

"Report letter for misbehavior?" Ouyang Qing pretended not to know anything, "Hehe, I don't seem to understand."

"I know you have always loved Lao Cao very much, right?" Lao Liu looked at her seriously, "You know that this incident embarrasses him, and he has even submitted his resignation letter, you should also know that he I have worked hard for the public security cause all my life, and how much sweat and blood I have dedicated, so that he ended up like this in the end. My brother really feels worthless for him, and he will be promoted to the division chief soon. This kind of rumor Feiyu, I must not let it hurt an upright and great old Ann. What do you think?"

"I really don't understand why you came to me and said these things." Ouyang Qing still looked proud. "What if what the letter says is true?"

"You know, we policemen all look for evidence." Lao Liu said, "If it is true, we will persuade and intervene with him, but if it is slander, we must not let such a good police comrade be wronged!"

Ouyang Qing laughed loudly, "It was Han Yongzhe who found you, yes, I don't have any proof...but it's true!" Ouyang Qing became fierce.

"Then, the report letter was really made by Ouyang?"

"Yes, but I will find evidence, I will!"

"Excuse me, why do you have to do this?"

"Because I can't get angry!"

"Not angry?" Old Liu looked at her puzzled, "Criminal psychology often makes big mistakes because of not being angry."

"Tell me, what else did that perverted little star tell you?"

"It's not important anymore. If Ouyang Qing can't produce any evidence, I will ask you to go to the public security department to clarify this matter!" Lao Liu didn't say a word, turned and left after speaking.Ouyang Qing's whole body suddenly boiled, and nameless anger welled up from the depths of her heart.She lit a cigarette, smoked depressedly and walked up to the elevator. When she returned to the door of her own room in the hotel, Han Yongzhe was already standing there waiting for her.

"I'm not some perverted little star." Han Yongzhe showed the evil smile of the past, "I admire you, President Ouyang, you dare to do such a thing without any evidence, you know this is in China, you are so slanderous A people's policeman will suffer a lot..."

"So, are you planning to kill me?" Ouyang Qing looked at him and said, "Don't forget, I can make you disappear from the world's music scene forever!"

"I don't plan to sing any more...hehe." Han Yongzhe said with a smile, "I still want to know why you insist on putting them to death."

"He is my husband, I love him, why should a man take possession of him!" Ouyang Qing shouted, "My things will always be mine. My concession before was wrong, let him become this Look, I'm just saving him, saving him, you understand?"

"I really don't understand, save him, and make him so desolate now?" Han Yongzhe walked in front of Ouyang Qing, "Don't forget, you are worthy of Mr. Aaron Stone who gave you everything in the United States ?"

"You!!!" Hearing this name, Ouyang Qing felt a chill all over her body.At this moment, the door of the room opened, and a middle-aged foreigner with blond hair stood inside.

"Alon?" When Ouyang Qing saw this person, her eyes widened as if she had been struck by a bolt from the blue sky. "why you are here?"

"foryou!" said the foreign man, "isthattheture?"

"nodear, Ilovedyou!" Ouyang Qing rushed to hug him, "don't believe him!"

"But I can't!" The foreign man said hastily, "Letmego!" He pushed Ouyang Qing away forcefully, threw her on the bed, gave her a disappointed look, and then ran out of the room.

"You asked for it!" Han Yongzhe walked in, looked at the disheveled Ouyang Qing and said, "Don't think that you are the only one who can do such despicable things."

"I won't let you go!" Ouyang Qing said fiercely.

"I will accompany you at any time." Han Yongzhe still smiled like that, "However, without Mr. Aaron, let's see what else you can fight with me! Hahahahaha!"

When I opened my eyes, the small room was filled with infinite warmth and tranquility.The light came in through the gaps in the wooden windows, and I heard the chirping of birds and the gurgling of the stream, but the creaking sound of the old wooden bed always made me think that the bed was about to collapse.

"Dad?" I yelled, and Lao Cao who was sleeping next to me seemed to be still asleep. I decided not to increase the weight of the bed, so I rolled over and prepared to get up.Just as I was about to get out of bed, something swooped in from behind and pushed me back onto the bed.

"Hey, want to run?" Old Cao was pretending to be asleep.

"Please, didn't you hear, it seems that the bed rail is about to break, are you too heavy?"

"It's okay to make such a big commotion last night." Lao Cao said cheekily, "It will be fine if it happens again!"

"No, I want to get up!"

"No, don't think about it if you don't do it, hahaha!"

"If you don't let me go, I will call you uncle, uncle!!!"

"You call, let's see who he helps." Old Cao said, "Be good, kiss again and get up."

I knew I had no room to resist, that big face was already stretched out towards me.I smiled helplessly and hugged him tightly.

Today I want to help my uncle and the others harvest wheat, and everyone has already woken up.But this old Cao looked very lazy when he came back. He put on the prepared coarse coat and trousers, put on a pair of brand new rubber shoes on his feet, and rushed out with a hoe. The more I looked at him, the more I wanted to laugh, poor man It's because I haven't eaten breakfast yet.I rummaged through the box to find the milk and drank it slowly.

My job is to prepare lunch with a few children in the family, and then I have to send them to the wheat field.Uncle has three children, two girls, and a baby. It is said that they all have busy farming holidays, and they happen to be helping the family at this time. This period is usually the busiest time in the countryside.

"Wow, Brother Zicheng, you can't even put a firewood on!" The youngest daughter Axiang kept calling me, as if I was a waste, but I really tried my best. On this big cooking stove, why every time I When adding firewood, it becomes thick smoke billowing?

"Hehe, Brother Zicheng is from the city. Of course not, just take your time." The eldest daughter, Gillian, is quite reasonable. It is said that she is an English teacher in a middle school in the countryside. I'm about the same age. "Just like this, put it in slowly little by little, if you put too much it won't burn."

"Hehe, yes..." I smiled foolishly.

"I heard that brother Zicheng studied art at university, so the paintings must be very beautiful, right?"

"It's okay, so-so."

"Hehe, can you teach me if you have a chance? I also like painting."

"Okay, of course there is no problem with this!"

"Thank you!"

"There are fish to eat at noon today!" Aaron, the uncle's little baby who was fishing by the river, came back, holding two big long and fat fish in his hand.

"Ah, is this really caught?" I rushed over to look in surprise, only to see that the two fish were still jumping around.

"That's not true, the fish we catch are not small!" Aaron said proudly, "Next time, Brother Zicheng will go together, and maybe we can catch bigger ones."

"Hehe, really, can I do it?"

"Absolutely!"