Hearing this voice, everyone in the yard turned their heads towards the gate.

Meng Fei and his group strode into the courtyard.

When he saw Meng Fei, Meng Lei's face showed shock and his brows wrinkled slightly, but quickly turned into surprise.

He jumped down from the stage in one step, rushed to the front of the crowd, hugged Meng Fei, who was at the front, in his arms, and spoke with tears and snot.

"Dogs!! I'm so glad you're all okay....woooo...I thought I'd never see you again..."

Seeing Meng Lei crying so miserably, Second Aunt couldn't bear it anymore, so she stepped forward, patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Meng Lei, it's okay, don't take it too seriously. It's not your fault. We are back safely. It's thanks to Gou Zi and your uncle that they are good swimmers. Otherwise, we might not be able to come back."

At this time, Meng Fei found a figure fleeing quickly in the crowd. It was the thin and dark young man.

Meng Fei snorted coldly, pushed Meng Lei away, broke through the crowd in a few flashes, grabbed the young man by the collar, and pulled him back with a sudden force, threw him to the ground, and then stepped hard on his chest.

"Hmph! Want to run? Let's see where you can run this time!!!" Meng Fei frowned and said coldly.

The dark and thin young man was completely panicked at this time, and his whole body began to shake with fear.

He really couldn't believe that Meng Fei and his friends could come back alive.

He had already tampered with Meng Fei and the others' life jackets, and they were in such turbulent river water.

You know, among the nearby villages, he is the best swimmer and is nicknamed the little black dragon in the waves.

But even for him it took great effort to swim back.

How did Meng Fei and other people like him, who are not good at landlubbing from Northeast China, do it?

"Brother! Brother! I really didn't mean it! The boat! The boat is broken! I almost drowned! My boat is worth more than 20,000 yuan, I... ah!!!!"

Meng Fei's face became colder and colder. Before he could finish speaking, the force of his foot suddenly increased, causing him to scream in pain.

Amid the shrill screams, there was even the sound of broken ribs.

"Ah!!! Big brother!! Stop stepping on it!! I said!!! I..."

Seeing this, Meng Lei's face was immediately startled. He quickly stepped forward and kicked the thin young man, cursing:

"Tell me! Tell me, can you be more careful next time? Ah!! These are all my real relatives! My wedding was almost turned into a funeral by you!!!"

After saying that, Meng Lei hurriedly hugged Meng Fei, dragged Meng Fei aside, and smiled apologetically.

"Oh, Gouzi, I'm so sorry. Why did you bother with that brat? I'm glad you guys are back safely. It's not good for something to happen on my wedding day. After we get married, I'll give him a good beating to vent your anger! Is that okay?"

Meng Lei had said this, so Meng Fei didn't want to get angry. He glared at the thin and dark young man on the ground, then looked at Meng Lei meaningfully, and said with a smile.

"Okay, you get married, you are the boss, I'll listen to you."

"Oh, it's still my brother. Okay! Everyone stop gathering here and making a fuss. Let's get busy with the things that need to be done."

Meng Lei felt relieved.

It was relatively quiet in the afternoon. Meng Lei arranged two rooms for the four of them, one room for the second uncle and his wife, and one room for Meng Fei and the second uncle.

Since they had nothing to do, the four of them played mahjong for the entire afternoon.

By dinner time, everyone had left, leaving only some relatives at home.

There were nearly 30 people, filling up two large tables.

Meng Lei wore a suit in the evening. With his straight body and handsome looks, he looked like a gentleman.

The bride also changed into a loose light pink dress, and her pretty face looked a little red against the hem of the skirt.

I don’t know if it was because she was moved or because she was reluctant to leave her parents’ home, but the bride’s eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried, making her look more fragile, which made people feel pity for her.

When the two of them stand together, they are simply the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, a perfect match.

But the careful Meng Fei discovered that the bride seemed to have some instinctive resistance to Meng Lei's intimacy. When Meng Lei held her hand, her body would always tremble involuntarily.

At this time, Meng Lei was holding a bottle of Maozi in his hand and walked up to Meng Fei and others.

"Second Master, Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Gouzi, come, I'll toast you a glass to calm you down. I asked many people to buy this wine. It's fifty-year-old Maotai, and a bottle costs tens of thousands. But don't drink too much. This wine is strong with age, and it's very strong. I'll drink a glass as a punishment myself first."

After saying that, Meng Lei picked up the glass on the table, filled it up, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, Meng Lei poured a glass for everyone, left the bottle, and began to greet other people.

When my second uncle and second aunt heard that it was fifty-year-old Maozi, their eyes lit up and they picked up the wine glasses to taste it.

"Wait a moment!" Erye suddenly spoke up to stop the two's actions, then turned his gaze to Meng Fei standing aside.

Meng Fei immediately understood, picked up the wine glass, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently, then took a small sip, and then nodded to everyone.

The second uncle and second aunt were confused by Meng Fei's actions and asked in confusion.

"What's the matter? Can't I drink this wine?"

"Hahaha, no, no, I heard that good aged wines all have a taste of yeast. I'm afraid you two can't get used to it and will waste it!" The Second Master laughed.

"Hehe, this is such an expensive wine, even if it doesn't taste good, you still have to hold your nose and drink it, hehehe."

The dinner went quite harmoniously, and Meng Fei and his friends were a little dizzy from drinking.

During the period, Meng Lei brought the bride to toast everyone with a glass of wine, and the second uncle and second aunt praised the bride again.

But when it was Meng Fei's turn, the bride's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Meng Fei with some pleading, but Meng Fei didn't look at her face the whole time. He picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and continued to eat.

After finishing their meal, they returned to their respective rooms to rest.

In the second half of the night, when everyone was sleeping soundly.

There was a gentle knock on Meng Fei's door.