"Married, she's only in her teens?!" Luo Qianqian was so angry that she couldn't believe it.
No wonder that outside the village at that time, the girl got into her car and kept showing her the way.
When she got to the outside of the temple, she kept showing her the way and asking her to drive away.
It turned out that she wanted her to drive her out of here, but she never understood what she meant.
The Indian monk looked at the indignant Chinese girl and said calmly.
"In India, it's very common."
Not to mention married at this age, there are many girls who become mothers at this age.
"She doesn't want to get married at all. How could they force her like this? It's illegal, it's abuse and oppression..." Luo Qianqian was shaking with anger.
Although she had also heard that women in India had a low status at home, she did not expect that the life of girls in India would be so difficult.
"The laws of India don't care about this, you don't want to interfere." The Indian monk advised.
Luo Qianqian fixedly looked at the Indian monk, "Don't you care about such a thing?"
Aren't monks merciful
Even Buddhism in India should be the same.
The Indian monk shook his head indifferently, "This is their family business, and it is inconvenient for us to interfere."
This kind of thing is commonplace in India, no one will care about it, and it will not be managed.
Luo Qianqian gritted his teeth and rushed out of the Shiva Temple in anger, catching up with the group of Indian girls who were taken away by their family.
Then, while they were not looking, the girl was rescued from their hands, and the two dashed down the muddy road to the car, locking the doors.
But at this time, the car couldn't start again, and they couldn't leave. The girl's family and fiancé had already caught up.
Unable to open the doors, they started smashing the windows with sticks and stones.
Finally, Luo Qianqian finally started the car, but the girl's family blocked the car and didn't give them a way to leave.
Luo Qianqian kept honking the horn, but the person blocking the car refused to leave at all, and stared at them in the car with hatred.
She didn't have the guts to drive a car and hit someone. During the stalemate, the sturdy car window had been smashed, and someone forcibly opened the smashed car door.
Luo Qianqian and the Indian girl were violently dragged down by the pedestrians, tied up, and then loaded into a pickup truck.
She looked at the Indian girl who was caught by her family and cried in despair. It was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, and just today she was going to be tied up by her family in this way to marry a girl who was more than ten years older than her. Aged Indian man.
She wanted to save her and take her out of this hellish place, but there was nothing she could do.
At this time, she regretted that she didn't bring Yuan Meng with her.
If Sister Yuanmeng was here, none of this would be a problem, she would not be arrested, and this Indian girl would not be tied back to her family for marriage.
Luo Qianqian was caught and held in a damp and dirty room, with two people watching at the door.
She didn't know where the Indian girl was caught, but she quickly guessed from the lively voice outside that she was being held at home to marry that wretched old man.
A girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old was pushed into the fire pit by her relatives at the age of flowers, and her life was buried.
She deeply regretted why she didn't take the girl away when she kept asking her to drive away.
If she hadn't insisted on going to the Shiva temple, but had driven away with the girl, maybe none of this would have happened.