On My Wedding Day, the Bride Sent Me to Jail

On my wedding day, the bride's side arranged for relatives and friends to block the door and demand red envelopes—standard tradition around here.

I'd prepared plenty. It was all supposed to be in good fun, and the biggest envelope was a hundred bucks.

That's where the trouble started.

After I'd handed out dozens of envelopes, the bride's relatives started complaining. Too small, they said. They refused to open the door.

Instead, they slid thirty-two QR codes through the crack in the door.

"Scan each one for a thousand and one dollars. Otherwise, don't even think about getting in."