While waiting, Wang Dayong vaguely heard the sound.

A female voice that was very familiar to him and still left a deep impression on him.

And that voice seemed to be calling him, gently calling his name.

The sound became louder and clearer, until it finally sounded like it was ringing directly in my ears.

"Dayong...Dayong..."

Um?

If Wang Dayong was a little stunned when he first heard the voice, and then wondered if he was hearing hallucinations due to being too hungry, but when the increasingly familiar female voice became clearer and clearer, the man finally recalled who the owner of the voice was.

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Minjuan!

It was the voice of his wife who had been dead for five years!

"Minjuan? Minjuan, is that you? Where are you? Where are you?"

In a daze, Wang Dayong couldn't tell whether this was reality or a dream. He looked excited and stood up with a roar. Then he subconsciously turned his head to look around, and his eyes scanned the kitchen one after another. It was very obvious that his wife's voice made Wang Dayong fall into memories in an instant.

In his memories, he remembered Minjuan, with whom he had a very good relationship during his lifetime, and Minjuan's death due to illness was his eternal regret.

It is conceivable that after a few years, when a man hears his wife's voice again, how can he not be surprised? How can he not be excited? When he is excited, he starts to look for her and follows the sound.

"Dayong...I'm here, I'm here..."

Wang Dayong followed the sound and moved towards the stove, finally confirming that the sound came from the pot.

Out of longing and even more out of curiosity, Wang Dayong stretched out his arm and opened the lid of the pot.

As the lid of the pot was lifted, he stood in front of the stove and was extremely curious. He subconsciously stretched his neck and stretched his head directly above the iron pot. Then he lowered his head and looked at the iron pot and the high-temperature boiling water in the pot.

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Looking through the heat, the first thing that catches the eye in the iron pot is not the corn that is about to be cooked, but...

A human head!!!

A woman's head, a woman's head grinning in scalding boiling water!

As for that woman’s face, Wang Dayong will never forget it until his death!

That face, that head...

It's Zhao Huanzhen!

Surprisingly, it was the foreign woman who had been to Jingtao Village but died unexpectedly and her body has not yet been found. She was a neurotic and crazy woman in my impression!
Chapter completed!