"In ancient times, people prefer boys over girls, it was normal not to remember women's names." Fu Miaoxue said dismissively.

"Even if you don't remember your name, you will at least record it." Bai Youwei turned the page in the right place and pointed it to her.

The surname of Li Zheng is Zhao.

Li Zheng’s wife’s surname is Ma.

So the name of Li Zheng reads: Zhao Ma family, married into the village from Majia Village...

Even if the name is not written, the information about Ma is clearly shown in the name book. Where he was born, whose family he married, how many children he had, were displayed in the name book.

Looking at Li again, there is no information except knowing that she is Li Laizi's wife.

Fu Miaoxue followed and looked at a few pages and murmured: "Yes, it's so strange..."

"Either from the village or married from another village." Shen Mo analyzed, "Considering that the Li family even needs the help of the funeral, Li should have no other relatives in this village. It is very likely that they will marry from another place, and it may even be bought."

Du Lai said in confusion: "If it was bought, Li Qianggui was already 70 years old when he died. After so many years, no matter how great the hatred he had, it should be calmed down, right? Besides, the person is already dead and Li Zheng is dead. Even if Li has resentment and hatred in his heart, it should be settled."

"...You look here." Bai Youwei turned another page, "It's the old woman just now, and she doesn't have a name."

Li Laizi's next door neighbor, the old man's surname is Liu, so the old woman only got the title of Liu.

But Liu's family has a few more words than Li's family: Liu's family has three daughters and they marry to a certain village, a certain village, and a certain village respectively.

It seems that this place is really too poor. Any family with a daughter would rather marry her daughter to a different village.

They flipped the namebook back and forth several times, and got a lot of information, but they were all scattered and could not piece together a complete clue.

Fu Miaoxue frowned and felt a little bit depressed, complaining: "Are you so brain-consuming in formal games? Why doesn't the lucky girl stop?"

Du Lai thought about it seriously, "Is it because he was lonely and unburyed when he died? Why not go to Li's cemetery to take a look?"

Bai Youwei nodded, "We must not only look at Li's tomb, but also Li Qianggui's tomb. If Li Qianggui's tomb is intact, then the "carrying of bones" is not reasonable. Is Li really "carrying of bones"? Is it really Li Qianggui's tomb?"

Fu Miaoxue rubbed her arms: "Stop talking, I'm going to get goosebumps!"

Bai Youwei glanced at her arm, "...hehe."

"Is it okay to describe your psychological feelings?" Fu Miaoxue unhappyly put her hand behind her.

"Let's go." Shen Mo looked at the dark clouds, "I hope I can find it before it rains."

Shen Mo pushed Bai Youwei's wheelchair, Du Lai took Fu Miaoxue's hand, and the two women were temporarily calmed down and headed towards the cemetery together.

...

The tomb is on a mountain not far from the village.

That is where the four of them went down the mountain at the beginning.

Walking up the mountain road, you can see several graves, simple small earth buns, tombstones, or a few pieces of yellow paper with stones every few steps.

The sky was already very dark and gloomy, and the rain seemed to fall down at any time.

Considering that Li Qianggui died last year, the grave should not be too old, Shen Mo and Du Lai started looking for it separately.

After some time, they finally found Li Qianggui's grave in a desolate weeds-

The grave was dug open.
Chapter completed!