Ye Feng talked to Song Haide about the kindergarten, and then hung up the phone.

He touched his chin, Song Haide reminded him of what he had just said about helping the affected villagers, and he made a phone call at the moment.

"Hey, chairman, I'm Hou Zhuozhuo."

As soon as the phone was connected, Hou Zhuozhuo's voice came out.

"Lao Hou, I watched the news of the snow disaster in the past two days, and the disaster was very serious, and I think the company can donate more money to the victims."

Ye Feng said.

"Chairman, I was just about to mention this, just now the county sent an invitation to hold a charity party to raise funds for the snow disaster."

Hou Zhuozhuo said.

"You have experience in this area, you can do this thing."

Ye Feng said.

How much to donate and how to donate are all knowledgeable, and Hou Zhuozhuo, as a professional manager, must be very good at this.

When Ye Feng went out again, the heavy snow finally weakened and turned into sparse light snow.

Stepping on the thick snow, Ye Feng walked out of the orchard.

As for the Volkswagen Phaeton, it has long been buried by heavy snow.

Back home.

Compared with the cold breeze outside, it is warm as spring inside.

The two tables of simmering beards are on the rise, touching, simmering, eating, and the sound of beard comes and goes.

Such a snowy weather is indeed suitable for playing cards to kill time.

Ye Feng saw that Huang Yingying was also playing cards on a table.

Her sitting posture is very characteristic and pleasing to the eye, holding a card with one hand and knocking melon seeds with the other.

There was a big difference between her now and when Ye Feng saw it for the first time.

This is a different attitude towards life.

"Come grandpa, you are so old, why do you still come out to play cards on a snowy day?"

Ye Feng saw a table. A white-haired old man in his eighties was holding a cigarette and a card in his hand, playing energetically, and greeted at the moment.

This is an old man in the village, who is actually ninety-two years old.

The children and grandchildren are very good, so they don't have to worry about food and clothing. But I just like to play cards.

In the winter, it was snowing heavily, and they all came to the door, how big do you think his old man's hobby should be?

Ye Feng heard that since last year, Grandpa's health has not been as good as before, but now that he looks like this, he has returned to normal.

"Fengzi, if I don't come out to play cards. What else can you do. ”

Grandpa Lai smiled, "In the past few months, my health has improved a lot, anyway, I am ready to play cards until I can't walk, if I can't play cards, it is better to let me lie directly in the coffin." ”

He took a puff of his cigarette, then saw the other party's cards, and immediately said loudly: "Cannon Hu." There are twenty-one Hu in total, it should be full. ”

You say he's imposing. Do you look like someone in your nineties?

However, Ye Feng also knew that the sudden improvement of Grandpa's body should have a lot to do with the aura released by the little vine.

In the last month or two, he has also been walking around to inquire about the surrounding villagers, and it is said that those who are frail and sick have suddenly become better.

Ye Feng estimated. Over time, the area around the orchard will become a longevity village.

Of course, due to the cultivation of other spirit seeds, such as the growth of small duckweed, it will also have a great impact.

It's almost noon. The hand is scattered.

Mom cooks food.

Ye Feng gave Huang Yingying acupuncture treatment.

"Auntie, have you noticed that you seem to have too much flesh on your body?"

After Ye Feng pulled out the golden needle, he watched Huang Yingying put on his clothes and said suddenly.

"Of course I do, so it's painful."

Huang Yingying was a little distressed and said: "Who made your family's food so delicious, you can't stop eating it." ”

Compared with the previous skinny feeling, the yellow warbler now looks fleshy and plump, but it looks more plump.

"I think that's good."

Ye Feng said.

"What if I get fat again?"

Huang Yingying said.

"No matter how fat you are, I'm not afraid, I'll use acupuncture to lose weight for you."

Ye Feng said with a smile.

"That's what you said?"

The yellow warbler smiled.

She finally had the peace of mind and could let go of her appetite and eat to her heart's content.

No, when eating, Huang Yingying ate three bowls of food, and she was still unsatisfied.

The weather is finally clearing.

The temperature is still very low.

However, the snow on the road is almost melting.

Ye Feng drove back and forth between the county seat and the orchard.

The growth of duckweed has gradually slowed down, but the distribution range of duckweed covers all the eight counties of the property market, as well as all the river waters in the three cities of Shazhuxiang and Xiang.

It can be said that where there is a river, there is a small duckweed.

Naturally, with the broad vision of the little duckweed, Ye Feng can know thousands of things in the outside world even if he doesn't go out.

In the past few days, Ye Feng has spent an hour coding words every day, and after he finished writing, he passed it on.

The review is passed, but it may be that the title of the book is too rubbish, so click to chat, collect and chat, and recommend to chat.

But Ye Feng doesn't care, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, one day, this book will definitely shine.

Since he didn't dare to look at the biography of the Immortal King for the time being, Ye Feng looked at the other record jade plates.

Not to mention, Ye Feng saw a kind of vocal music recorded in a jade disc, which was very different from the music on earth.

This kind of vocal music has a great characteristic, that is, it can penetrate into the soul, make people immersed in it, and cannot extricate themselves.

At least Ye Feng listened to it once, and he would fall into it.

Music on Earth may be sensually good and shocking, but it doesn't feel like it's up to that level.

Don't look at Ye Feng's introverted personality before, in fact, his musical talent is still good, any song, you can sing it accurately after listening to it once or twice.

It's just that he often sings alone, and if he goes to a public occasion or is in KTV, when he sings in front of other people, he will be very unqualified, which may be a psychological disorder.

When Ye Feng was in college, the reason why he was able to fall in love with Xiao Ling'er was that once when Ye Feng was singing alone, he was heard by Xiao Ling'er, and Xiao Ling'er happened to like music very much, so she had a good impression and interest in him, and over time, Ye Feng really talked to her about friends.

Ye Feng touched the jade saucer, frowning slightly, he was thinking about the otherworldly music he had just heard.

This otherworldly music is very strange, the main melody is not much different from the one on earth, except that there should be two more scales, and it is these two extra scales that produce a huge difference.

Because he found that these two scales could not be directly expressed by sound, and also involved spiritual consciousness and mana, or in other words, the scale fluctuations produced by the mana regulated by spiritual consciousness could form an effect, and human vocal cords alone could not produce them.

It is the existence of these two scales that makes a qualitative leap in the music of the other world.

On earth, there are not no shocking songs, but they are far less magical than this otherworldly song, because this otherworldly music can definitely reach the terrifying level of brainwashing.

Ye Feng doubted that if he really sang this kind of otherworldly song, even if he was deaf, he would be able to hear it, because this song already involved the spiritual level

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PS: Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommended ticket! (To be continued......)