Chapter 155 No Divorce Allowed
Brother Luo You, who was originally lying down, immediately stood up to help.
Using the leftover chicken soup from the daytime, Luo Youdi made a big bowl of noodles for everyone.
Luo Yue also got a bowl and ate it with gusto.
After eating and drinking, I felt much better and was not so sleepy during the night watch.
The two brothers chatted and relaxed.
The two sisters chatted with each other about family matters and occasionally asked about Luo Yue's studies in school.
When the rooster in the village crowed for the first time, the sky outside was still dark. It was probably around three o'clock. The old people didn't sleep much, so Old Man and Old Lady Luo were the first to arrive.
Old Mrs. Luo had sharp eyes. When she saw Luo Youge’s swollen face, she asked subconsciously.
With a thud, Luo Youge suddenly knelt down in public and said, "Dad and Mom, I really can't live with Fuguo anymore. I want a divorce."
Old man Luo glared at the old woman fiercely, blaming her for being too talkative and causing trouble. He looked down at his second daughter and sternly rebuked her: "Why divorce? You are not allowed to divorce!" If his daughter divorced, he would never be able to hold his head up in the village again!
"Dad, please." Luo Youge begged bitterly: "If I don't divorce him, he will beat me to death, wuwuwu..."
Old Man Luo scolded fiercely: "I beat you because you were disobedient! If you had served your parents-in-law well and pleased your husband, why would you be beaten?"
Luo Youge looked at his mother in despair, hoping that she would stand up for him.
Old Mrs. Luo frowned. "Why did he hit you instead of others? It's because he likes you. If he hits you, you just endure it and it will pass. Isn't it the same for every daughter-in-law? It takes ten years for a daughter-in-law to become a mother-in-law. When your son gets married, you will enjoy your life."
Luo Youge collapsed on the ground in complete despair, the last glimmer of light in his eyes completely extinguished.
Luo Youdi couldn't bear it any longer, so she stepped forward and stretched out her hand to pull the person up, but failed. She roared at her parents: "You only care about your own face! She will be beaten to death by her brother-in-law!"
Old Mrs. Luo murmured in a low voice, feeling guilty: "It's not that easy to beat someone to death."
Old man Luo is the head of the family. He glared at his little daughter fiercely, "How dare you talk to me like that?! If your sister gets divorced and the Qian family asks for a dowry, will you pay for it for her?!"
"Why should I go out?" Luo Youdi retorted unconvincedly, subconsciously glancing at Luo Laosan.
Luo Laosan, who spent his second sister's dowry money to marry his wife, immediately stood up and hid in the yard.
Luo Yue and Luo Youdi helped Luo Youge up from both sides and took him back to Yaozu's room.
At about four o'clock, all the villagers came to help carry the coffin.
As a daughter, Luo Yue was not qualified to walk in front of the coffin holding the tablet. Instead, Luo Laosan's son took her place. Luo Yue, dressed in mourning, could only blend in with the crowd and follow at the end of the procession.
The coffin would stop every few steps, but it could not touch the ground and had to be placed on a long bench.
The nephew holding the tablet would kneel around the coffin and shout, "Dad!"
We walked and stopped along the way, and it took us three or four hours to finally get down from the mountain.
When they reached the entrance of the village, a fire was lit. Except for the white cloth on Luo Yue's head, the white cloth in the hands of others had to be thrown into the fire and burned, and then they had to step over the flames to drive away the bad luck.
After Luo Youdi stepped over the fire, she looked around for someone. She didn't find him among the figures in front of her, and then she turned around to look at the few sparse figures behind her, but she still didn't find him.
She quickly walked up to Luo Yue and asked, "Xiao Yue, have you seen your second aunt?"