Chapter 1570

"Married, she's only a teenager?!" Luo Qianqian was so angry that he couldn't believe it.

It's no wonder that outside the village at that time, the girl would get on her car and guide her all the time.

When she got to the outside of the temple, she always showed her the way and asked her to drive away.

It turned out that she wanted her to drive her away from here, but she never understood her meaning.

The Indian monk looked at the indignant Chinese girl and said calmly.

"It's very common in India."

Don't say that there are many girls who get married at this age and become mothers at this age.

"She doesn't want to get married at all. How can they force her so? It's against the law. It's abuse and oppression..." Luo Qianqian was shaking with rage.

Although she was also heard in China that the status of women in India was low, she did not expect that the life of girls in India would be so difficult.

"India's law doesn't matter. Don't interfere." The Indian monk advised.

Luo Qianqian looks at the Indian monk, "do you care about such a thing?"

Aren't monks compassionate?

Even Buddhism in India is the same.

The Indian monk shook his head indifferently. "It's their family business. We can't help it."

Such a thing is common in India. No one can manage it, and no one can.

Luo Qianqian bit his teeth and rushed out of Shiva temple in anger, catching up with the Indian girls who were taken away by his family.

Then, taking advantage of their inattention, they rescued the girl from their hands. They ran all the way down the muddy road to the car and locked the door.

But at this time, the car was not on fire, they could not leave, the girl's family and fiance had caught up.

Unable to open the door, they began to smash the windows with sticks and stones.

Finally, Luo Qianqian finally started the car, but the girl's family was blocked in front of the car and didn't give them the way to leave.

Luo kept on honking his horn, but the people who stopped the car refused to leave at all, and stared at them with hatred.

She didn't have the courage to drive and hit people. During the standoff, the weak windows had been smashed. Someone forced to open the smashed doors.

Luo Qianqian and the Indian girl were dragged down by people, tied up and then loaded into a pickup truck.

She watched the Indian girl who was caught by her family crying in despair. She was only 15 or 16 years old. Today, she was bound by her family to marry an Indian man who was more than ten years old.

She wanted to save her and take her out of this hellish place, but she couldn't help it.

At this time, she regretted that she didn't bring Yuan Meng with her.

If sister Yuanmeng is here, it's not a problem. She won't be arrested by herself and this Indian girl won't be tied back to marriage by her family.

Luo Qianqian was caught in a wet and messy room, with two people watching at the door.

She didn't know where the Indian girl had been arrested, but she soon guessed from the noisy voice outside that she had been escorted by her family to marry that wretched old man.

A girl, only 15 or 16 years old, was pushed into the fire pit by her relatives at the same age as the flower, and died for a lifetime.

She deeply regretted that she did not take her away when the girl had been asked to drive away.

If she didn't insist on going to Shiva temple, but drove away with the girl, maybe it would not have happened.