The next second, Meng Lei squatted on the ground, holding his head and crying.

"Second Master...Second Uncle...Second Aunt...Gouzi...I'm sorry for you...If I hadn't asked you to come, nothing would have happened to you...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm not getting married!! I'll go downstairs to accompany you now!!!"

After saying that, Meng Lei stood up suddenly and ran towards the courtyard wall.

The onlookers quickly stopped him and finally persuaded him to behave himself.

Meng Lei paused for a long time, then sat in the chair and sighed.

All the onlookers were infected by Meng Lei's emotions and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah....this kid from the old Meng family is really loyal! He's a real man!"

"Ah...it's hard to believe anyone who has to deal with this."

"But this happened on the first day of the wedding. Can the marriage still be concluded?"

"I don't know. Logically, we can't get married. According to the custom in our village, if someone in the family dies, we have to wait at least a year before we can get married."

“......./....”

At this time, Meng Lei's father also learned about this and gathered all the family members together to discuss the marriage.

After a while, Meng Fei dragged his heavy body to the platform in the yard and spoke to the guests in the yard.

"I'm really sorry, everyone. My wedding may be delayed... Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come and support me. But as you all know, there was an accident at my home just now... Sigh... I will return all the gifts to you, and at the same time, I will hold another banquet tomorrow, all as an apology to you..."

However, before Meng Lei could finish his words, a voice so cold and devoid of any emotion came from outside the yard.

“We’re back!”