Chapter 149 [Interview Still Required]

To be honest, which girl in this data is not from a poor family? Which family is happy? Who from a happy family would give their daughter away for nothing? So this data shows the blood and tears of these girls.

This ten-year-old girl named Praji, in the photo, smiles so sweetly, and her two dimples are adorable. But the sadness in her eyes can be seen by everyone. Although this Praji girl is only ten years old, she has a talent that others can't compare with, that is, a sensitive nose.

The data shows that this Praji girl can identify more than 300 flavors, of course there is an exaggeration. But it is an indisputable fact that her nose is good, otherwise her family would not have been able to sell all kinds of curry spices.

Another skill is particularly envied by other girls, that is, she has an unparalleled cooking talent. It is a very good candidate. After taking out the information of this Praji girl, Lina carefully looked at the remaining information and drew it out three times.

There are six files of little girls under 13 years old and over 10 years old, which is a lot. When leaving home, Belsinger solemnly told Lina that it would be enough to find four qualified maids. So why did Lina find six? The reason is simple, choose the best from the best, because the girls shown on these six files are the best.

Calling them all in front of him and planning to have a live PK interview, does it sound funny? Finding a concubine for your husband, you actually have to interview and select the best. In the eyes of others, this is a very absurd request, but in India it is a normal request. This is to find a wife, not to find anyone else.

Can a wife be compromised? So Lina spent 40 minutes to find six qualified files and handed them to the 80-year-old priest. Elder Good took the six girls' files, looked at them carefully, and then handed them to the assistant next to him and said with a smile.

"You should know the home addresses of these girls. Bring all six daughters to the temple within an hour. Let Madam Lina choose them personally. Go and come back quickly."

The assistant beside Elder Good is a 40-year-old Brahmin, who is bald and kind-looking. But his eyes are moving around. It can be seen that his mind is not so simple and he has a lot of tricks. However, people with such active minds have a common problem, that is, they are timid and cautious.

He will bully people of lower ranks than him to death, and those who are stronger than him will wag their tails and beg for mercy like a dog. Seeing Madam Lina wearing gold and silver, and followed by several strong male servants, he knew that this little girl was not easy to mess with. In addition, his boss was polite to this little girl. His boss, however, was the elder of this temple with a high status.

If he didn't know the identity of this girl, would he be so polite to her? Such a person is not something that he, an ordinary middle-level manager of the temple, can offend. After getting the information in hand, he quickly agreed, ran out quickly, and then contacted the motorcycle driver who worked for the temple.

According to the information on the girls, the first one to be found was the two sisters Natasha. When the middle-level managers of the temple appeared at the home of Natasha and her sister, everyone was shocked. In particular, the sisters Natasha vaguely felt the unrest in their hearts, and even felt that their fate seemed to have changed a lot.

I was looking forward to it, but I was also afraid, but as the saying goes, the children of poor people grow up early. In India, a society where early marriage and early childbearing are repeatedly banned, many 13-year-old girls can be said to have become parents, no longer children, and of course they know what they are facing.

Natasha's father was still drunk and lying in the corner sleeping soundly, but their mother was an adult in the temple. After a few words, she began to cry. Then he returned to the simple nest, rummaged through the closet, and found a package wrapped in cotton cloth. After opening it, it was two very gorgeous saris.

These were the expensive clothes that the family bought for the two daughters when they were rich. They were going to wear them when they got married. Almost all the things in the house had been sold, even the mother's own dowry and wedding dress were sold, but the clothes of her twin daughters were kept.

These two sets of clothes were the most important property in the family. She handed the two sets of saris to the twins in person. She held the two girls and said with a smile while crying. "Natasha, Natalie, you two are no longer children. I think you two know what you are about to face better than me as a mother."

"It's time to change your destiny. The key to change is in your hands. You must work hard. Otherwise, you will be bullied and humiliated like your eldest sister. Do you want to live your whole life like this? So behave well."

Natasha and her sister took a set of saris handed over by their mother. The elder sister's was red and the younger sister's was green, both of which are bright colors that India likes most. The embroidery was also very elegant and luxurious. The sisters' hands, which were calloused from doing rough work, stroked the two saris and looked at each other.

The unwilling look in her eyes slowly turned into determination, revealing a trace of unyielding spirit. Facing her unfair fate, she chose not to yield. The two sisters knew that this was the only chance to change their misfortune, and they must seize it, otherwise they would never be able to turn over in their lives.

Their children could not turn over either, so the two sisters encouraged each other with their eyes, returned to the simple bedroom, and took off their dirty and torn clothes. The kettle in the room washed each other's bodies, and then put on this gorgeous sari, followed the temple staff on the three-wheeled taxi, and ran to a room in the temple to receive visitors.

And this staff member visited the other four girls at home without stopping, and the situations they encountered were basically the same. Only Pragya, who lost her mother, had no one to prepare clothes for her, so she couldn't leave a good impression on the interviewer. This little girl was very confident and optimistic, and covered her father, who was already drunk and unconscious, with the only torn blanket in the house.

Then the little girl looked back at the dark and damp basement, which cost 50 rupees a month to rent, and the tattered luggage storage. Next to it was a piece of leftover food, which was crawling with flies and various small insects. Then she turned around and tidied up the old clothes left by her mother. She took a deep breath and smiled sweetly.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

The two dimples became clearer. She jumped and jumped with the temple staff to the entrance of the alley and got on a motorcycle that only rich people could take. She came to the temple room and stood with those older sisters who were a head taller than her and were obviously adults, waiting for the choice of her own fate.