That's probably what it means to be pretentious!
When she first arrived, her uncle had talked to the original owner about treating this place like her own home, so she didn't have to pay anything and would deposit all her money into the bank. He let her use the monthly allowance as pocket money. But such a good person was deceived by everyone.
"Don't worry, Aunt Guo. I'll write a letter to my uncle and tell him I'm moving out on my own. I'll be able to sleep more if I'm closer to work."
After expressing my determination with my head down, I finally heard someone talking in the room.
"Alright then! Just pack up and go! I'm tired today so I won't see you off!"
I went back to my room and grabbed my long-packed luggage. It wasn't much, really. A thin set of bedding, a few clothes, and all the books I'd read over the years had been stored in my space. The original owner's parents' belongings had also been stored there. It wasn't too heavy to carry all of this stuff in one trip.
After leaving the compound and taking the bus, I finally felt at ease. It feels so comfortable to have my own space after moving to the small compound!
Moreover, it has its own entrance and courtyard, which makes it much more private and safer than a tube-shaped building. When I enter the space by myself, I finally don’t have to be so cautious, afraid of being seen through the window.
Is it a safety issue if you live here alone? That's not a problem. The house is on Wanshou Road. What kind of area is that? Thieves are crazy and want to steal things there!
Just a short walk from the bus, home is home. What a beautiful word! She'd always longed for it, but never had it. Now, she's a homeowner, living in a central location with a promising future ahead of her!
There were several fruit trees in the yard as soon as I opened the door. The one next to the wall was a jujube tree, and the jujubes on it were already red, and they would be picked around the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The persimmon tree is already bearing fruit, but there is nothing on the grape trellis. She plans to plant a grape vine next year.
The house was a standard one-story building, with four main rooms, east and west wing rooms, and two south wing rooms. In the small courtyard, stone tables and chairs were placed under the grape trellis.
The ground was paved with bricks, so when it rained, there wouldn't be any mud. There was a small piece of land that was supposed to be a flower garden, where ordinary people like her would grow some vegetables.
I opened the door to the living room and put my things in the master bedroom in the east room. The old house was like this, with a living room connected to the bedrooms on the east and west sides.
After the phone call that morning, I took the property deed to the neighborhood office to transfer ownership, and also registered my household registration in the courtyard. Using the Revolutionary Committee seal in hand, I forged a certificate.
To prove she was related to the previous owner, and since the street lady couldn't read, she was on duty that day, so she couldn't bear to ask her to fill it out herself. She had never imagined it would be so easy to get the title deed.
As soon as you enter the yard, it is so dirty that you can't even step foot. That's when the space can be put to good use.
Collect the fallen leaves and weeds on the ground, the weeds on the roof, the dust inside and outside the house, and the broken things. Finally, just wipe the dust and mop the floor, and the rest will be picked up after moving in.
On the way back, she found a garbage station and watched as no one was around, but she completed the transportation of the garbage in a huge cloud of dust. She was so smart.
I cleaned the windows, swept the yard, and tidied the room. It was dark when I finished cleaning, so I went back to my social media account and wrote a letter to my uncle in the south, telling him everything was fine, that I had a stable job, and that I was living in my parents' old house to be lazy.
Don't worry, this place is safe. We'll just tell everyone it's a rental, and the deed was found among my parents' belongings. I've also made arrangements with my aunt, and we'll be visiting you when you're home on vacation!
Such a small matter couldn't disturb his uncle who was away in the army. Family matters were nothing compared to defending the country. This was also the reason why the original owner had only reported good news and not bad news over the years. It was the same when his parents were still alive.
Let's have a good meal to celebrate. Tonight, we'll order two dishes: braised pork and braised hairtail, and a bottle of happy water. After we've had enough, we'll have something to do tonight!
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