This question is not too critical, but Bai Youwei always cares a little.

Every family in the village has two or three children, why doesn’t Li’s family have a single child? So there is no one to set up a tablet after death.

The old woman immediately shook her head: "Li is not good at body, she is too delicate."

The old man in the room replied: "Li was a little young when he got married. He almost lost his life when he gave birth for the first time. Although he saved his life, his child could not survive for a month. The children he gave birth to did not grow up and died early in his infancy..."

After the old man finished speaking, he sighed and said, "I'm tired... Old woman, do you have water?"

The old woman's face collapsed, she got up and entered the room, and closed the door with a bang.

The three questions have been answered, and NPC has left the stage.

Four people outside the door looked at each other.

Fu Miaoxue muttered: "Didn't it be too early for people to get married in ancient times? We got married at the age of fifteen or sixteen. If Li was younger... How younger would it be? Fourteen or thirteen?"

Bai Youwei reminded her: "Li Laizi is full of scalyx and is very poor."

Fu Miaoxue looked chilled: "It's so ugly. How unhappy is her parents who are so embarrassed to marry her daughter?"

Du said: "Maybe the Li family is poorer. In ancient times, many families were so poor that they couldn't afford to lose their money. They would marry their daughter out, exchange some bride price for their lives, or leave it to their son to get married."

"There is another possibility." Shen Mo said, "Li himself is ugly or has physical illness."

What kind of pot is equipped with what kind of cover? If Li Qianggui is a poor man with a slut, then Li may have some flaws.

"It's a little troublesome." Du Lai smiled, "We don't know the information, name, age, and where we live in Li's family. We don't know these, but we still can't infer the reason why the female fortune keeps going."

"At least it can be ruled out for revenge for the husband." Bai Youwei analyzed calmly, "There are no children, the husband is ugly, and the family is poor. In such an environment, I don't think they will be a loving couple, I'm afraid they will be more resentment."

Shen Mo thought for a moment, looked up at the sky, "There are usually houses of the whole village's name books. Now, it should be too late."

Du Lai nodded.

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

Du Lai quickly found a family to dry clothes, changed into the villagers' gray linen clothes, grabbed a handful of loess on the ground, rubbed evenly, and applied it on his face, making the whole person look inconspicuous, and then lowered his head and shrank his back to the Lizheng house.

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

Not long after, I saw him come out.

He came out too quickly and looked depressed. Everyone thought he had made a mistake and did not get the famous book. Unexpectedly, Du Lai took out a famous book from his arms and handed it to Shen Mo.

"Get it." Du Lai frowned slightly, "but there is no name for Li on it."

Bai Youwei was slightly stunned, and then she thought of something, "Show me."

Shen Mo had just opened the first page and handed it to her after hearing this.

The first page is an introduction to the landform of the village, roughly how many people there are, how many fields, how many crops they have planted, etc.

Behind it is the information of each household, arranged by generation, from grandpa to present.

Bai Youwei found Li Qianggui's name.

His parents had already passed away, and his two brothers also passed away one after another. Li Qianggui lived to be 70 years old, which was considered a long life. If he hadn't been beheaded, he would probably have lived for a long time.

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

"Wife, Mrs. Lee."

No name, no age, no introduction, like a vassal, exists, or does not exist, no one knows.

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

"Most of the women in this village don't have names."
Chapter completed!