Chapter 668 A Letter 5

Wang Xinsheng was surprised and delighted after hearing what the old leader said. He was happy for Lu Zhiyuan, but he also felt that the old leader's look made him laugh. "Old leader, if you need money, just let me know. Although my salary is the same as yours, my expenses are not as good as yours. I have a surplus every month, so I can lend you some money."

As a neighbor of the old leader, Wang Xinsheng knew the old leader's financial situation very well.

According to regulations, the old leader should receive the first-level salary of the country, which is 630 yuan per month, but after the three difficult years, the old leader took the lead in reducing his salary, directly from the first-level salary to the third-level salary, 405 yuan less than 20 cents.

Although the old leader's salary is more than ten times higher than that of ordinary workers, his various expenses are very large. First of all, there is the party fee of 10 yuan, the rent of the house and furniture is 84 yuan, the living expenses of the eldest sister-in-law are 30 yuan, the tuition of the children is 15 yuan per month, and the two are 30 yuan, and there are dozens of heating fees in winter.

The above are fixed expenses, and other expenses are not small. Cigarettes cost about 100 yuan per month, tea costs tens of yuan per month, and food costs about 100 yuan. All of them are paid by the old leader himself. Then, he has to spend money on entertaining guests and taking care of fellow villagers.

With this calculation, the old leader’s salary is almost not enough every month.

Only when he supports others and there is no money at home, the old leader will use the royalties stored in the accounting office, which he believes belongs to the country rather than himself.

The old leader coughed twice, "I just smoke less and drink less tea."

"Can you smoke less? Can you drink less tea?" Wang Xinsheng looked unconvinced, "I believe you if you say to eat less."

He would rather not eat than smoke and drink tea, which is what the old leader said.

The old leader was a little nervous and was about to speak when Xi Bao suddenly cried out, tiptoed and patted the old leader's big hand, "Dad makes money, Dad has money, Dad makes money to buy fruit!"

The old leader and Wang Xinsheng were stunned at the same time.

"Who does Dad make money for? Who does Dad buy fruit for?" The old leader couldn't help teasing him.

Xi Bao counted on his fingers, "Dad makes money, Mom buys! Buy fruit, Grandpa eats, Grandma eats, Dad eats, Mom eats, Brother eats, Sister eats, Baby eats! Baby eats fruit! Baby eats bags!"

Who wouldn't feel warmed to hear such words?

The old leader touched Xi Bao's little head, with a deep smile in his eyes, "This kid is so sweet!"

"Not only sweet, but also well-educated!" Wang Xinsheng put the bundle in front of the old leader and raised his chin towards Xi Bao, "He told you that your clothes were torn and his mother made them. Look, he made a set of clothes for you and asked me to send it to you."

The old leader hurriedly said: "How can this be? Who doesn't have a tight life? Old Wang, return it quickly!"

"It was made according to your size. Who should I return it to? Who is qualified to wear the clothes Xiaoxue made for you? Try it on first to see if it fits you." Wang Xinsheng said bluntly, "Also, you used to call me Xiao Wang, why do you call me Lao Wang now? Who deserves the word old in front of you?" He is more than ten years younger than the old leader.

"Xiao Wang is Xiao Wang, you are confusing me with Old Wang who made you and your grandson pee in my washbasin?" said the old chief as he opened the bundle and shook it gently. One of his shoes rolled to the ground first.