The tragedy of the mother-in-law, who has to feed her husband and son secretly from her daughter-in-law Bashny.Net

Everyone has their own tastes. Even in close relationships. household It shouldn't burden anyone. But does this happen in real life? Or is it really different?



We wrote a woman, a son who from childhood used to eat well and hearty. As he grew older, his tastes and habits changed dramatically. It is not related to age or active physical labor, sports. It's a little different. Next, we will give you the text of the letter in the first person, in our opinion, an interesting story.

My beloved son lived with us in the village until his 25th birthday. My father and I are actually city dwellers who have moved to a village away from the city to a simple life. Don’t think, Antosha received his education in the city, studied as a programmer, and now he earns a good salary.



Since childhood, we tried to give him all our love, because he is the only one. They treated his friends well, they understood when he found somewhere, mischievous. He had a computer at an early age, as well as a video recorder and game consoles. Needless to say, in popularity he was always in the first place.

My husband and I kept the house more for the soul than for earning. Money brought business, so Vanya often went on business trips, transported goods from abroad. But when he arrived, he did not have a soul in our little son, he constantly played with him and pampered. He also liked to plunge into rural life: harvest, go fishing, take care of cattle.



You know, we fed Anton everything fresh. One of the most important advantages of living in the village. Steamed milk, fresh cutlets, chops, cottage cheese, fruits and vegetables only from the garden. And when we bought a pressure cooker and started making canned food... The cellar was made up instantly.

The boy grew and developed normally. City, of course, always dissatisfied and called him plump, cheeky, but these are children, you know what age it is: you need to assert yourself, show that you are in charge. Antoshka was a little complex about this, but soon got used to it, because we transferred him to a good school, where such “jokes” were stopped at the root.



After some time he studied, graduated from the Institute. Yes, at that time he lived in a dormitory, but we often sent him parcels, it was possible to transfer by car through an acquaintance who often went to the city. After graduation, he moved back to us because he had the opportunity to work remotely. By the way, in an international company!

Then he found a girl and moved in with her apartment in the city. Wedding, pregnancy, and now, the new unit of society is ready. I like my daughter-in-law. Beautiful, tall, with character. I recently had a huge complaint about her.

My children decided to expand their housing and bought an apartment upstairs. It turns out that there will be a two-storey apartment, which is a lot of time, money and labor. The son hired a brigade of workers, at first he even thought of helping the peasants, but it turned out to be a burden for them. Well, that makes me feel better. Now the whole family, even my beloved granddaughter, will live together for a couple of months. That's what I thought.



On the first day, the daughter-in-law removed all food from the refrigerator and made the shelves with some health cereals, berries, cottage cheese and all the rest. I left only chicken, milk, a few eggs. She said that in their family they do not eat harmful food, and she does not allow to seduce Anton with patties and pasta.

My husband and I have previously noticed that Anton lost weight, but attributed it to the fact that he began to go to the gym. And that's when the secret came out. Well, the first days I cooked steamed patties and potatoes. The daughter-in-law strictly forbade Anton to eat it, because “the cutlets are pork, and therefore fat.”

Then I fried chicken, which is kind of dietary. And on the side served home twists: mushrooms, cucumbers, lecho. Everything went down the bin. You see, the chicken is overcooked, we can not do this, and in the twists of a solid vinegar and salt is very dangerous for the stomach and intestines.



You know, my husband and I ate all this, and somehow we look normal for our age. My daughter-in-law, I noticed, was kind of thin. And the character, as I now understand, is not strict, but simply irritated, apparently from malnutrition.



But I'm a mom. The daughter-in-law, of course, just can't sit at home. She needs to run to the woods, ride a bike, go to the city on business. And that's good. Because in that time, I have time to fry eggs with squarks, bake pancakes, get stews. And feeding my men, yes. The granddaughter is still in the mix, so he does not yet know how lucky he was with his mother.

After a couple of weeks, I look - my son's cheeks appeared again, and not as before, some depressions. Actually, the guy's pink. We think that's good. A couple of months in this way we will somehow survive. And then what? You have to either go to the city yourself, or send parcels, as in spy books, ha-ha.



What do we do? This “healthy” diet is actually not healthy. Otherwise, he would not lose weight and character would not deteriorate. I'm thinking, maybe she's just worried that she didn't come back to her former weight after pregnancy and is now just recouping everyone, do you think?