Chapter 794 --794

Chapter 794: Chapter-794

Heena stared at him.

"Really?"

"Of course!" Ren replied cheerfully. "It’s one of the best ways to deal with mosquitoes. Don’t you know that?"

Heena paused before shaking her head.

"No. Actually, I don’t."

Ren looked at her for a moment, then turned back to his sweeping with a small laugh.

"I really don’t know what your family used to do. You don’t even know the most basic things!"

He said it casually, without any intention of hurting her.

But Heena stood there, scratching another mosquito bite, and silently stared at the pile of mustard husks.

Wait a minute.

You’re telling me I spent the entire night getting eaten alive when the solution was sitting right there in the house?

Her eye twitched.

And nobody thought to tell me?!

For a moment, she seriously considered marching over and waking her system from wherever he was.

Unfortunately, the culprit wasn’t even here.

Heena let out a long sigh.

Fine. She would remember this method.

But the next time she went to the market, she was still buying mosquito repellent.

She wasn’t about to let a bunch of mosquitoes decide how much sleep she deserved.

Heena decided that before doing anything else, she needed to freshen up. After the miserable night she’d had, she desperately wanted to wash her face, relieve herself, and feel a little more human.

She picked up a bucket, filled it with water, and stepped outside.

Unfortunately, there was still one rather inconvenient problem with her new home.

There was no toilet.

And since she couldn’t exactly hold it in forever, she had no choice but to follow the local customs. People in the village usually went to the nearby fields to relieve themselves, often heading out together in the early morning.

Just as Heena stepped outside, she spotted a few neighboring women preparing to leave.

One of them noticed her and immediately waved.

"Ah, girl! Come, come! Let’s go together!"

Heena paused for a moment before nodding.

"Yeah, sure."

To hell with privacy.

She needed to relieve herself, and unless she planned to build an entire toilet overnight, there wasn’t much she could do about the situation.

Who cares about privacy at this point?

As Heena continued walking, more and more women joined them. Some carried small jugs of water, while others brought buckets. Every time they spotted another woman, they called out cheerfully, inviting her to come along.

"Oh, come on! Let’s go together!"

"Oh my God, girl! You’re finally awake!"

One of the aunties even gave Heena a playful slap on the arm, as if she had committed some terrible crime by waking up late.

Heena could only smile awkwardly. "Yeah, yeah. I’m awake."

Soon, the group left the village behind and walked toward the nearby fields. The surroundings were filled with greenery, and after walking for a while, they finally reached an open field.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, the women began squatting down, one after another, spreading themselves across the field as casually as if they were sitting in their own courtyards.

Heena stopped in her tracks.

What the heck?!

She looked around, hoping she had misunderstood something. Surely, they weren’t all planning to do it right here, in the open, with everyone sitting practically face-to-face!

Unable to hold back, she leaned toward the auntie beside her and whispered, "Shouldn’t we find a place with a little more privacy?"

The auntie immediately smacked her arm.

"Come on, girl! What are you waiting for? Who cares about privacy? Sit down here. We can talk while we do our business!"

Heena stared at her in disbelief.

Talk? Right now? About what?!

But before she could protest, the auntie had already squatted down and started chatting with the woman beside her. And just like that, the entire field transformed into a village gossip session.

"Oh, have you heard about the new son-in-law of the Zhu family?" one woman began excitedly. "Oh my God! That man has caused such a ruckus that his father-in-law and mother-in-law finally got fed up and kicked their own daughter out of the house!"

"That’s nothing!" another woman immediately chimed in. "My husband is the one who makes my life hell! He wants me to do this, then do that. Honestly, I don’t know how much longer I can tolerate him!"

"Oh, don’t even get me started on husbands!"

And just like that, the conversation continued, with one woman sharing a story after another. They gossiped about their neighbors, complained about their husbands, discussed other people’s family troubles, and laughed as if they were enjoying an afternoon tea party.

All while squatting in the middle of an open field.

Heena fell silent.

She had traveled through so many different worlds. The people, customs, food, and even the rules of life could change completely from one world to another. Sometimes, even the roles of men and women were entirely different.

But after witnessing this scene, Heena finally understood one universal truth.

No matter which world she ended up in, women’s gossip would never, ever come to an end.

Heena had come here for a reason, after all. No matter how ridiculous the situation was, she still needed to relieve herself.

Looking around, she finally found a spot near a few bushes. They weren’t particularly thick, but at least they offered some cover. With no other choice, she squatted down, hoping to finish her business as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, the aunties had other plans.

The moment they noticed her hiding behind the bushes, several of them burst into laughter.

"Oh my God, girl! What are you doing over there?" one auntie called out. "Are you a man or something? Why are you hiding?"

Heena’s mouth twitched.

"Yeah, yeah, Auntie. You’re so funny."

Very funny. Why don’t you come over here and give me a comedy show while you’re at it?

She had barely settled down when another woman suddenly called out, "Oh, by the way, Heena, have you thought about getting married again?"

Heena froze.

What?

Before she could even respond, another auntie jumped into the conversation.

"That’s right! You’re living alone now. You should find yourself a good husband. I know a family whose son is still unmarried. He’s a little older, but he’s hardworking!"

"Oh, no, no! Don’t suggest that one!" another woman interrupted. "My brother’s friend has a younger brother who’s also unmarried. His family is looking for a wife. I’ll ask them!"

"Why are you talking about your brother’s friend? My cousin’s neighbor has a nephew who’s looking for a bride!"

Heena stared at the bushes in front of her.

Excuse me? Can I at least finish taking a shit before you all start selling me off to random men?

And the worst part was that these women weren’t even whispering. They were discussing her marriage prospects as if they were arranging a village market, comparing men like vegetables and deciding which one would be the best bargain.

"Girl, don’t be shy!" one auntie called to her. "You’re not getting any younger. You need to think about your future!"

Heena nearly choked.

Not getting younger? Auntie, I’m trying to get through the present first!

Then another woman added, "I heard her previous family treated her badly. Perhaps finding a good husband will bring her some luck."

"Exactly! We should help her. We can’t let her stay alone forever!"

Heena closed her eyes, praying for patience.