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She Stopped Calling Her Mother-in-Law Mom When She Asked for a Swirling Fee
What could be better than tasteful? Perhaps only home preservation, prepared with love by mother, grandmother or even mother-in-law. Only here there are situations when an unhappy jar of canned tomatoes becomes an apple of discord in the family. How this is possible and what can lead to a quarrel from scratch, read in our history today.
There was a time when my husband and I lived in the village. We had a small garden that we were constantly looking after. I really wanted everything to grow at home: potatoes, carrots, onions, garlic, beets.
I've never been ashamed of dirty work. Moreover, I managed to cope with our farm and at the same time helped my mother-in-law, who lived next door. It was necessary to weed the beds, and make fertilizers, and harvest. And Tamara Viktorovna was engaged in conservation. I rarely asked her to share anything with us, as she was making very tasty twists at the time.
My mother-in-law also has a daughter. She never helps her mother, even when she asks. Always finds excuses: now she has a headache, then a new manicure. You see, it's not right for a girl like that to dig in the ground. I always hated her attitude towards work. But Tamara Viktorovna blows a speck of dust off her daughter and never argues with her.
A few years ago, we were forced to sell our house and move to the city. We don't have our own garden. But we continued to help our mother-in-law and went to her on weekends. We never asked for anything in return. Just doing it from the heart. But at some point it stopped.
Once in the winter I really wanted homemade canned tomatoes. I asked my mother-in-law for a jar. She agreed to buy us a drink, but she said, “Times are tough, I won’t give it to you.” It will still be cheaper than the market. Just get the can back! ?
I was speechless when I heard that. So my husband and I work like hell for the common good, and I hear it back. That's the news! Of course, I did not fight with Tamara Viktorovna because of the twists. But this is where our forays into the village ended once and for all.
My husband supported me and I understand him. His sister is well-established, living on everything cooked. And the husband has to go out of his way to please his mother. Here's your unequal parental love!
Since then, we have never been to the village. Tamara Viktorovna now calls her daughter and complains about us, saying how ungrateful we are. What a circus! We rarely communicate now. We spend the summer at my parents’ house in the country. There will be no harm, and they will eat tasty food, and they will give home more guests. Of course, that's not the point. But it is so nice to feel the warmth that comes from relatives!
It seems that we have a classic model of a family in which a mother loves her daughter more than her son. Actually, this is what the heroine of the story says. However, it is also possible that Tamara Viktorovna does not really like her daughter-in-law. And all these years she just used her working hands.
Ironically, everything fell into place because of the usual can of canned tomatoes. But maybe it's for the best? What do you say?
There was a time when my husband and I lived in the village. We had a small garden that we were constantly looking after. I really wanted everything to grow at home: potatoes, carrots, onions, garlic, beets.
I've never been ashamed of dirty work. Moreover, I managed to cope with our farm and at the same time helped my mother-in-law, who lived next door. It was necessary to weed the beds, and make fertilizers, and harvest. And Tamara Viktorovna was engaged in conservation. I rarely asked her to share anything with us, as she was making very tasty twists at the time.
My mother-in-law also has a daughter. She never helps her mother, even when she asks. Always finds excuses: now she has a headache, then a new manicure. You see, it's not right for a girl like that to dig in the ground. I always hated her attitude towards work. But Tamara Viktorovna blows a speck of dust off her daughter and never argues with her.
A few years ago, we were forced to sell our house and move to the city. We don't have our own garden. But we continued to help our mother-in-law and went to her on weekends. We never asked for anything in return. Just doing it from the heart. But at some point it stopped.
Once in the winter I really wanted homemade canned tomatoes. I asked my mother-in-law for a jar. She agreed to buy us a drink, but she said, “Times are tough, I won’t give it to you.” It will still be cheaper than the market. Just get the can back! ?
I was speechless when I heard that. So my husband and I work like hell for the common good, and I hear it back. That's the news! Of course, I did not fight with Tamara Viktorovna because of the twists. But this is where our forays into the village ended once and for all.
My husband supported me and I understand him. His sister is well-established, living on everything cooked. And the husband has to go out of his way to please his mother. Here's your unequal parental love!
Since then, we have never been to the village. Tamara Viktorovna now calls her daughter and complains about us, saying how ungrateful we are. What a circus! We rarely communicate now. We spend the summer at my parents’ house in the country. There will be no harm, and they will eat tasty food, and they will give home more guests. Of course, that's not the point. But it is so nice to feel the warmth that comes from relatives!
It seems that we have a classic model of a family in which a mother loves her daughter more than her son. Actually, this is what the heroine of the story says. However, it is also possible that Tamara Viktorovna does not really like her daughter-in-law. And all these years she just used her working hands.
Ironically, everything fell into place because of the usual can of canned tomatoes. But maybe it's for the best? What do you say?
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