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Have you ever participated in a wedding where the bride and groom ran away from each other at the same time? I did. It was because of the bride price. Of course, each of them ran away, and running away together is called elopement.

I am a colleague of the bride’s company. I have seen many weddings. For just two hundred yuan, I would treat it as a dinner party. If it is more noble, it is nothing more than a high level of wedding planning and plastic roses turned into real ones. Roses, low-end ones, are nothing more than the old man picking up ashes and Zhu Bajie getting on the sedan chair, nothing unusual.

But the wedding that day was a little different. We got off work at 5:30, and a bunch of people waited in the hotel until 7:00 sharp. There was no meal, no program, and the bride and groom’s families didn’t know where to go. I found out later that there was a fight behind the restaurant.

My familiarity with the bride is that when I go to copy things, I will say hello to her, and you will give in. This kind of acquaintance is also pulled over. We are very indifferent here. This kind of indiscriminate pulling of people's heads is inherently despising, but it just doesn't save face and you have to do it. This is all from the same company.

Later, my boss (a beautiful woman, really) came back from the bathroom very excitedly and told me that there was a fight outside. I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back, and I smelled the oil braised meat in the next room. The shrimp's eyes are green, but if there is a fight, you still have to watch it. If you can't eat for two hundred yuan, it's good to watch a fight.

People from several departments rushed to the kitchen, and even the lobby manager couldn't stop them. The fight behind the restaurant was very lively, and the old man looked like a buffalo, standing in the colorful skirts of a group of middle-aged women. There was a brutal collision among the trousers. It turned out that the bride had run away and was not marrying her son. An hour ago, we had seen the bride standing in front of the hotel in a wedding dress. It turned out that the bride had run away now.

The colleagues started discussing at once, trying to stop the fight and absorbing information at the same time. It was probably at the last minute that the woman’s family wanted another 300,000 yuan, and she had a younger brother. , I will still get married in the future. In fact, I mentioned this matter a long time ago. The groom’s family has always been non-committal and ambiguous. Today is the big wedding, so I thought it would be okay, so I just returned it.

However, the two families discussed this matter in front of the young daughter-in-law. They were going back and forth with each other, and they were quarrelsome. It probably hurt the little girl's self-esteem. She ran away with the wedding dress, and the bridesmaid didn't stop her. Actually, the young couple didn't have any feelings for each other. They settled down after four months of dating. They already disliked each other. As they got older, they couldn't help it, so they just made do with it.

The groom probably couldn’t stand it either. He heard that the bride ran away and he ran away too. Instead of chasing the bride, he just retreated home. The groom is actually in pretty good condition. He is a public institution and is quite stable. A refined young man may be shorter, uglier, or fatter, but he's the same when the lights are off.

How can we get married? It can’t be done. A group of melon-eating people are here to watch the joke. But the restaurant doesn’t care about you. They have prepared all the dishes. If you don’t order, you have to pay. You can’t What a waste, it's almost eight o'clock, we have finally eaten, the food is really good, they are all hard dishes, the big river shrimp is as thick as a torque wrench.

In the end, the wedding banquet ended with my husband smashing the blue sky on the table. Anyone who dared to go up to persuade him quietly left one by one, turning back in two steps.

I saw the bride the next day, and I asked her what she thought. We can slowly discuss the money matter. Why should we run away from the marriage? Don’t the old people lose face? Are they ashamed of their ancestors? .

She told me that money was not the main thing. In fact, she looked at the short, fat, neckless bumpkin-like appearance of the groom in a suit, and thought, is this what I will do in my life? Am I going to accept my fate? I couldn't figure it out and ran away without thinking about anything else.

I looked at her shortness, fatness, and the large pimples dotted on her face, expressed my appreciation for her courage, and expressed my heartfelt blessings to her.