Just when Butler Lu, Qin Xiwen and Gong Li left the Guo family's mansion and went to Lan Guifang
On the third floor of the Guo family's big house, in the second concubine's room, Zhang Hua knelt in front of the Buddha's altar and looked silently at the compassionate Buddha Shakyamuni.
The second concubine Zhang Hua's room is wide, with apricot color as the main color, and the underground floor is covered with apricot color.
Painted with apricot paint oil on the wall
There is a wooden table filled with Buddha statues
In addition, there is a giant Buddha altar in the room with a statue of Sakyamuni Buddha made of white jade on it.
There are various sacrifices on both sides of the Buddha statue
The giant Buddhist altar was made of sandalwood, and more than one million were made. As the second concubine of the Guo family, one million was a small number.
Every day, Zhang Hua kneels in front of the Buddha altar, burns incense and worships the Buddha and recites scriptures in front of the compassionate statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, repents and crying.
There are many drawers on both sides of the Buddha altar, some of which are locked
Zhang Hua used a key to unlock the first drawer on the right, then pulled out the drawer, and took out a black wooden painted box from it.
This kind of wooden box was very popular in the Northeast in the 1940s, and women from wealthy families liked to use this precious wooden lacquer box to put jewelry.
The second concubine Zhang Hua was born in a big family in the Northeast. She is a daughter of a daughter. This wooden lacquer box was bought by her when she was 17 years old. She has been with her for more than 70 years.
Zhang Hua looked at the old wooden lacquer box, and his eyes gradually turned red
It was more than 70 years ago, and Zhang Hua still couldn't let go, couldn't forget him, and still felt ache in his heart
She slowly opened the wooden lacquer box
It's not her jewelry inside, but fourteen bullets
The bullet was fired, and some of the changed yellow bullets were stained with dark black things.
She stroked the bullets with her dry wrinkled fingers
For more than 70 years, every time Zhang Hua saw these fourteen bullets, she couldn't hold back her tears.
This time is no exception
Her thin body was twitching, and tears fell down one by one
Next, anger!
The purpose of her seeing these bullets was to make herself angry!!
On the third floor of the Guo family's big house, in the second concubine's room, Zhang Hua knelt in front of the Buddha's altar and looked silently at the compassionate Buddha Shakyamuni.
The second concubine Zhang Hua's room is wide, with apricot color as the main color, and the underground floor is covered with apricot color.
Painted with apricot paint oil on the wall
There is a wooden table filled with Buddha statues
In addition, there is a giant Buddha altar in the room with a statue of Sakyamuni Buddha made of white jade on it.
There are various sacrifices on both sides of the Buddha statue
The giant Buddhist altar was made of sandalwood, and more than one million were made. As the second concubine of the Guo family, one million was a small number.
Every day, Zhang Hua kneels in front of the Buddha altar, burns incense and worships the Buddha and recites scriptures in front of the compassionate statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, repents and crying.
There are many drawers on both sides of the Buddha altar, some of which are locked
Zhang Hua used a key to unlock the first drawer on the right, then pulled out the drawer, and took out a black wooden painted box from it.
This kind of wooden box was very popular in the Northeast in the 1940s, and women from wealthy families liked to use this precious wooden lacquer box to put jewelry.
The second concubine Zhang Hua was born in a big family in the Northeast. She is a daughter of a daughter. This wooden lacquer box was bought by her when she was 17 years old. She has been with her for more than 70 years.
Zhang Hua looked at the old wooden lacquer box, and his eyes gradually turned red
It was more than 70 years ago, and Zhang Hua still couldn't let go, couldn't forget him, and still felt ache in his heart
She slowly opened the wooden lacquer box
It's not her jewelry inside, but fourteen bullets
The bullet was fired, and some of the changed yellow bullets were stained with dark black things.
She stroked the bullets with her dry wrinkled fingers
For more than 70 years, every time Zhang Hua saw these fourteen bullets, she couldn't hold back her tears.
This time is no exception
Her thin body was twitching, and tears fell down one by one
Next, anger!
The purpose of her seeing these bullets was to make herself angry!!
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