A joke about renting a house for a family of four.

I also have a sad rental history. In fact, this problem is faced by every college student who has just graduated from abroad.

Whether it is in the big cities of Beishangguang or the small cities in the third and fourth tier. As long as we are in a foreign land, we all have to face the problem of renting a house. Because of the instability of work and the limitation of economic conditions, we will all face the bloody history of renting, changing houses and renting again. It can be said that every renter's freshman is a life experience with blood, tears and stories. Below I will tell you about the sad and tearful rental history that my dormitory classmates and I have experienced since graduation.

About a few years ago, my best friend and I left a heavy snow in the dormitory. When we were about to leave the university, we had nothing but a few books and clothes. With longing for a better life, several good friends in the dormitory left the university campus where we had lived for nearly four years.

At that moment, faced with a brand-new life, a brand-new society and a brand-new city, we were at a loss. We don't know how to go in the future, or even where to live. From then on, my classmates and I began to rent a house sadly. At that time, none of us forgot how hard and difficult it was.

I remember when I first came out of the dormitory, I didn't find a job and I didn't have any money. Only my parents usually give me pocket money, but when you step out of the campus, we are faced with a material society. We don't know where to live, we can't afford to live in a high-end residential area or rent a single apartment, so we live in a village in the city. Although it was difficult to live in a village in the city at that time, I still had a dream, because at that time I always thought that one day I would leave here and live in the big house I wanted to live in. When we rented the first house for about a year, the landlord wanted to raise the rent for us, because the place where we lived was close to the unit, so the rent increase was recognized.

In the third year, the landlord will raise our rent again. At this time, I consider leaving the landlord. Later, I found another one and gave him a deposit. When I was preparing to live, I found that the landlord was far away from my work unit. When I said I would refund the rent from him, the landlord didn't give me a penny. When he scolded me, I quarreled with him. As a girl, I cried at that time.

Later, I found another one. At that time, I found a tricycle and a few good friends to help me find a house from house to house. Who knows that there are still some houses leaking, toilets leaking and so on. I feel that my life is really falling apart.

Fortunately, I live in a big house now, but recalling the history of renting a house is really a sad history of blood and tears.