Chapter 530 The Village Directory

This issue is not too critical, but Bai Youwei always cares about it.

Every family in the village has two or three children. Why doesn’t Mrs. Li have any children? So much so that there was no one to set up a memorial tablet after death.

The old woman immediately shook her head: "Ms. Li's body is weak and she is too delicate."

The old man in the room replied: "Ms. Li was a little young when she got married. She almost lost her life when she gave birth for the first time. Although her life was saved later, the child did not live past one month. All the children she gave birth to after that were also born. He failed to grow up and died early in his infancy..."

After the old man finished speaking, he sighed and said again: "I'm tired...Old lady, is there any water?"

The old woman's face fell, she got up and went into the house, closing the door with a bang.

After answering the three questions, the NPC left.

The four people outside the door looked at each other.

Fu Miaoxue muttered: "Don't people in ancient times get married very early? They get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen. If Li's age is even younger... how young? Fourteen years old? Thirteen years old?"

Bai Youwei reminded her: "Li Lezi has a head full of leprosy and is very poor."

Fu Miaoxue had a look of disgust on her face: "It's so ugly. Why did her parents think so hard that they married their daughter off?"

Du Lai said: "Perhaps Li's family is even poorer. In ancient times, many families were too poor to take the blame. They would marry off their daughters in exchange for some betrothal gifts to live on, or leave them to their sons to get married."

"There is another possibility." Shen Mo said, "Li's appearance is ugly, or she may be physically ill."

What kind of pot goes with what kind of lid? If Li Qianggui is a poor man with leprosy hair, then Li may also have some flaws.

"It's a bit troublesome." Du Lai smiled, "We don't know Li's information, name, age, and where she lives. We don't know any of this. We still can't deduce the reason why the woman keeps moving."

"At least revenge for her husband can be ruled out." Bai Youwei analyzed calmly, "Without children, an ugly husband, and a poor family, I don't think they will be a loving couple in such an environment. I'm afraid they will be more resentful."

Shen Mo thought for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the sky, "Li Zheng's house usually keeps a list of the whole village. It should be time to go there now."

Du Lai nodded.

When it comes to stealing, no one is more skilled than him.

Du Lai quickly found a house where clothes were hung to dry, put on the villagers' gray linen clothes, grabbed a handful of loess from the ground, kneaded it evenly and smeared it on his face, making his whole body dusty and inconspicuous, and then He bowed his head and went to Li Zheng's house.

Shen Mo, Bai Youwei, and Fu Miaoxue were waiting for him outside.

Not long after, I saw him coming out.

He came out too quickly and looked gloomy. Everyone thought he missed it and didn't get the name book. Unexpectedly, Du Lai took out a name book from his arms and handed it to Shen Mo.

"I got it." Du Lai frowned slightly, "But there's no Li's name on it."

Bai Youwei was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, "Show me."

Shen Mo just turned over the first page and handed it to her after hearing the words.

The first page is an introduction to the landscape of the village, roughly how many people there are, how many fields there are, how many crops are grown, etc.

At the back is the information about each household, arranged according to seniority, from the grandfather's generation to the present.

Bai Youwei found Li Qianggui's name.

His parents have long since passed away, and his two brothers have also passed away. Li Qianggui lived to be 70 years old, which is considered a long life. If he had not been beheaded, he might have lived for a long time.

Next to Li Qianggui's name, there is a line of small words:

"Wife, Mrs. Li."

No name, no age, no introduction, just like an accessory, whether it exists or not, no one knows.

Bai Youwei frowned, turned a few more pages, and took a deep breath.

"Most of the women in this village have no names."