Aunt Lin thought Xie Pinggang was a little strange today.
However, even though she was considered an elder, she could not help but feel nervous in front of Xie Pinggang. It was as if she had seen an official, and she did not dare to speak nonsense.
"In the Qianyuan dynasty's household register, there are fewer women than men. Aunt Lin, do you know why?" Xie Pinggang asked again.
Lin Yaxiang sighed. "Why else? The child might not have survived. From the moment she was born, there were obstacles everywhere. If she could survive one, she might not be able to survive another. It's not easy to survive until the day of registration.
"Take our hometown as an example. In the same village, every family had to do some chores. The maidservant didn't have enough to eat and didn't dare to give birth to a child. During my father's years as a doctor, he saw many families. When their daughter fell ill, they couldn't even bear to pay a few dozens of cash..."
