Grandma Zhou finished buying food and took everyone to do New Year's supplies, which were not sold in the building but in a small alley next to them.

As soon as Jia Lei walked in, he was amazed by the red in the sky, and the stalls on both sides of the road were full of red teams, blessing characters and various New Year paintings. Of course, firecrackers and lanterns are also absolutely indispensable, so almost everyone is picking up their favorite things with joy on their faces.

Grandma Zhou bought a bottle of ink and three large red papers and three or four small sheets of colored paper of various colors at a stall, Jia Lei was looking at the pair on the side to choose the words on it to get better, but Grandma Zhou got up and pulled him away after picking it herself, "Put it down, don't break other people's things." ”

"Grandma Zhou, you haven't bought a pair yet!" Jia Lei struggled.

"I bought it. Grandma Zhou pointed to the big red paper in her basket and said.

"Where is this pair, there are no words on it. Jia Lei didn't understand.

"Teacher Wang in our family area is a professor of the Academy of Fine Arts, and he can write calligraphy so well! Grandma Zhou said proudly.

"Let's go back later, take the cut team and bring the ink to them to write. They don't need money to write well, and our family area is looking for them to write. Grandma Zhou said.

"Then I'll go buy two pieces of red paper too. Jia Lei also said in a lively manner.

"You can't do it! If you have parents in your family who have passed away, you are not allowed to see red for three years! You must keep filial piety. Although it is a new society now, there is no rule that you can't eat meat and can't get married, but this one is still there, especially if you have to remember that you must not stick to the door god! Otherwise, your father will not be able to enter during the New Year to offer to your ancestors, and he will not be able to pass seventy-seven. Grandma Zhou carefully told Jia Lei that she was afraid that he would not understand these customs when he was still young.

"Can't you stick it to the door god?, can you paste it to the God of Wealth?" Jia Lei asked greedily as he looked at a man selling prints on the side of the road and a portrait of the God of Wealth.

"Of course the God of Wealth can post it! This Chinese New Year is missing, and nothing can be missing the God of Wealth!" Grandma Zhou said.

So Jia Lei immediately pulled him to the New Year's painting booth that he had been looking at for a while, this booth was the booth of the GD people, and the things on it were very complete. Whether it is a pair, a New Year's painting, or a wall calendar, after seeing that the stall owner was collecting money and looking for money, Jia Lei was bored and helped him calculate the account. There were too many people in this stall, so he didn't squeeze in, so he could only wait outside.

"A little bit outside, let it go! The GD boss pushed the person out before he barely bent down and took out a large box from under the stall.

When the box was opened, it revealed a roll of paper wrapped in old newspaper, and the boss opened the newspaper after standing on the stool and slowly opened the contents of the contents.

"What kind of car is this? It's so beautiful!" the crowd of onlookers began to discuss.

"Ferrari!" Jia Lei whispered as he looked at the familiar car logo.

At that time, the common people had never seen a sports car, not even a picture, in their eyes the Hongqi car painted all over the body was the most beautiful, where did they think that foreign cars in addition to white and black actually have red, yellow. In addition to the cars above, the nice garden and villa are also particularly eye-catching.

The stall owner put down the scroll of the calendar, took a paper tube and opened it.

"Boom!" the crowd suddenly exploded and squeezed forward like crazy.

Jia Lei stretched his neck and couldn't help but take two steps forward, this wall calendar picture is too attractive.

The swimsuit beauty is still a natural foreign blonde beauty, that breasts, that legs, that face!

Jia Lei has never seen this kind of picture since he was reborn, but it's a pity that he treasured several gigabytes of hard drives in his previous life.

People in the early nineties have never seen this, countless men are crazy and squeeze forward, hoping to buy a beautiful calendar.

"The car house wall calendar is 20 yuan a piece, and the swimsuit wall calendar is 30 yuan a piece. "The boss spoke. He was so loud that half the street could hear him. People from other stalls nearby also looked over, and then half the street was crowded.

Now it can't be said to be buying a calendar, but grabbing a calendar - it's really a robbery!

In the 90s, the painting style of the state-owned printing house was still very serious, and the main wall calendar pictures were still mainly production, model workers and landscape paintings. How can it be compared with the "you know" style of wall calendars, at that time, Guangdong and Shenzhen were close to Hong Kong Island, and there were a lot of wall calendars flowing from there.

In particular, the star stickers and "Great Beauty Wall Calendar" in Hong Kong at that time were even more sensational.

As soon as Jia Lei saw this posture, he hurriedly called Lin Wen and a few of their children to come over and hug a telephone pole next to him, and this scene lasted for almost twenty minutes.

Jia Lei felt that he was like a boat in a storm, constantly being squeezed by the flow of people around him. Lin Wen and the others were also squeezed around, if they hadn't pulled each other's telephone poles, they would have been crowded.

"Isn't it just to buy a wall calendar, as for it?" Jia Lei and the others wiped the cold sweat that was scared out after they dispersed and said, the hair of a little girl in the Zhou family was messed up.

"Wenzi, look what I bought!" Zhou Shan came back with a wall calendar like a treasure, and Grandma Zhou followed him with a smile.

"Smack!" Grandma Zhou ruthlessly knocked out Zhou Wen's black hand that stretched out to the calendar, it was a real "black" hand.

"Don't get things dirty, this is a gift for the Chinese New Year. Grandma Zhou said.

Zhou Xue graduated from high school this year, and Grandma Zhou planned to let her go to work in the water company, and she was ready to give the director in charge of personnel, but it was too ordinary.

"Well, now that we have this calendar, our family's gift grade has finally gone up. At that time, the director collected our family's wall calendar and hung it up, and when I read it every day in the future, I can think of our Xiaoxue. Grandma Zhou said.

Grandma Zhou is really too cunning! Jia Lei couldn't help but praise his wisdom in life.

Jia Lei took advantage of the fact that there would be no one here, and went to the stall to buy back the engraving statue of the God of Wealth that he had seen.

"What are you buying that for? How earthy! There are still a few people who buy that old-fashioned God of Wealth, and everyone is going to buy the new plastic God of Wealth. He is bright and good-looking, and he is not afraid of water and does not fade, which is much stronger than your paper, so you don't want to buy a bargain just to save money. The color fades after a few months in the sun, and he will not be beautiful when the color fades. Grandma Zhou said disgustedly.

"You don't understand, it's art. Jia Lei took the New Year's painting and said to the God of Wealth.

"What kind of art, I've been posting prints for decades, and no one says he's art. Grandma Zhou said disdainfully.

"By the way, how much did the old man spend on the God of Wealth?" Jia Lei asked casually.

"Two dollars for a big one, five dollars for a good one, and a small one. Grandma Zhou replied.

"What's worth that much money just made of broken plastic?" You know, now you can sell a pound of pork for two yuan.