Everyone didn't know that although Song Sansi was helpless when Xiao Tian was sick, another man named Song Mian did not stand idly by. In fact, Wu Tian's ability to recover his health is largely attributed to Song Mian.

If it weren't for Song Mian's use of the means of transferring flowers and trees, even if Doctor Qi had the ability, he could only say sorry to Wu Chen after all......

Of course, Di Renjie's attention at this time has been on Song Sansi's body, and for him, this work in front of him seems to be more interesting.

It all started with Di Renjie just sending Xiao Su away.

When Xiao Su left the yamen, he happened to meet a servant.

Generally speaking, people who stay in the mortuary for a long time, and even if they have free time, there are also people who are willing to walk around the yamen.

Xiao Su didn't want to talk to him, and planned to inquire about this matter later.

But unexpectedly, after seeing him, he walked straight to him and asked if Di Renjie was still in the yamen.

After Xiao Su answered, he said that he had something to find an adult.

Di Renjie was still a little strange when he saw Xiao Su go and return, but when he saw Xiao Su coming out from behind him, he felt even more strange.

When he opened his mouth to explain his intentions, Di Renjie remembered that he had forgotten an important thing.

It turned out that the day before yesterday, Di Renjie had confessed that if there was no other abnormality, he would return the child to Zhao Shilang, so that he could be buried as soon as possible.

I came this time to ask Di Renjie if he sent the child back overnight.

Originally, Di Renjie's plan was to send someone from the Zhao family to send the child back to Zhaojiatai during the day, so as to inquire about the news by the way.

However, he said that someone from Zhaojiatai came to him early this morning and asked when he could bring the child back for burial.

"Di joined the army, it is said that the inspection is over, and the family has come to ask for someone again, so it's really not good not to give it."

Di Renjie also knows this.

But at this time, it was getting dark, and when he went to Zhaojiatai at this time, he had no one to use.

Whether it is Xiao Su or Huang Hong, he has arranged many things to do.

"Tomorrow afternoon." Di Renjie hesitated for a moment and said.

When the old man heard Di Renjie's words, his face was obviously a little embarrassed.

I didn't agree, I didn't object, I just kept my head down and didn't say a word.

"Why does it have to be today?"

"Today is a special day, just in time for children to be buried." After hesitating for a moment, the old man said.

In addition to the things in the yamen, the most familiar thing is this kind of white thing.

Therefore, neither Di Renjie nor Xiao Su questioned the statement of the work.

I only listened to the servant continue: "I chose an hour for the little guy in the morning when there was nothing to do. When the spirit rises from the city of Bingzhou, when it enters the earth, when it is the son, the matter is over.

At such an hour, it should be the best time for that child. ”

How to choose the time, Di Renjie and Xiao Su don't know much about it.

However, it is a little strange that he chose to be buried in the middle of the night.

In this regard, the explanation given by the child is that the child died horizontally and died young, so it should not be buried during the day, otherwise it may be reincarnated into the animal path.

But the night is different, the hour has passed, and the time has not yet come, when a new day is about to begin.

Legend has it that this time is the time when the newborn enters reincarnation.

Taking advantage of this time, letting the little guy vote for a good family is the only thing they can comfort themselves.

This statement is too nonsense.

But at this time, neither Di Renjie nor Xiao Su could say the four words nonsense to the puppet.

As the saying goes, there are gods in the head, and it always doesn't hurt to pay attention to something in your words.

"You mean, the people of Zhaojiatai are still waiting in the city at this time?"

"Yes, I joined the army, and people said that it was Zhao Si's second uncle and a brother of the same generation."

Di Renjie thought about it, and it was not a big deal to return the child, so he agreed immediately.

However, just when he thanked Di Renjie for the Zhao family and was about to go back, Di Renjie left him.

"This report needs your signature."

He took it and saw that the document that Di Renjie pointed to was the official report he submitted to Di Renjie.

didn't think much about it at the moment, and directly picked up the pen and wrote the word Song Mian on it.

The two words were written crookedly, but they were no different from the handwriting in his report.

Di Renjie took the paperwork and put it away again, then he instructed him to go back and prepare, and before he got up, he would go over in person.

"My lord, my subordinates will go to Zhaojiatai with him tonight." Xiao Su gritted his teeth, and with a ruthless heart, he volunteered.

Although Xiao Su rarely exalted himself and fought bravely, Di Renjie did not directly agree to Xiao Su.

Through his observation in the past few days, he found that Xiao Su was always in awe of, or a little afraid of, these things that involved ghosts and gods.

After thinking about it, Di Renjie didn't find any other candidates who could be used. In desperation, he could only decide to go over with Xiao Su by himself.

First, you can see what kind of attitude the people in Zhaojiatai have towards him now, and second, go to the White Horse Temple early tomorrow morning, and it will be closer.

Xiao Su wanted to say something more, but was sent directly by Di Renjie to do what he hadn't done before.

After sending Xiao Su away, Di Renjie once again took out the report that he had signed.

He looked very carefully, and even took apart the names he had made, and compared them with the other words on the paper one by one.

However, no matter how he looked at it, the handwriting was all a fabrication.

However, just now he clearly saw that he was writing with his right hand. Moreover, the speed of writing is not slow.

Di Renjie didn't know that the man in the mortuary was also doing the same thing as him. He was writing something on the paper, and he was writing with his right hand.

It's just that he was still muttering when he was writing: "Fortunately, I am very vigilant, master, otherwise I may not be able to be discovered by you." No, the master still has to practice again to become a ......"

On this night, the most idle person may be Huang Hong.

Di Renjie instructed him to stare at Zhao Laohan who was collecting swill, so he didn't do anything and followed Zhao Laohan intently.

But this Zhao Laohan's life was too boring, and after leaving the teahouse, Zhao Laohan returned to his small courtyard.

Simple placement and colocation, and when it got dark, Zhao Laohan also fell asleep.

The sun rises and the sun sets.