The daughter refused to help us collect strawberries and advised to sell the cottage, then we decided to teach her a lesson.

For those who do not know, we say: gardening It means a lot to parents. It’s not a simple help, an extra pair of hands, although this in itself is important. The point is that the whole family gets together, spends time together, helps, communicates. The only problem is that often there is no other reason to meet.



Just remember, after a good job, parents always offer to relax. Someone in the country has a bath. Someone has a lake nearby. Again, quickly assemble a table with natural, tasty products. Talking to family and friends, what could be better? But somehow we forget about that part. All our brains remember is working on the ground under the scorching sun. That's why it hurts parents.

My husband and I are real fans of summer life. From spring to the end of autumn, we move from the city apartment to live in nature. I'm not even afraid of the lack of running water and television. Even my husband. But what a pleasure to breathe in the fresh air, not to hear the noise of the city, the drill of neighbors and generally see the night sky full of stars.

Of course, the dacha is not toys. There is a lot of work, but this work is useful. Every year I promise myself to sow a smaller area of land, to rest and not to tinker with the house from dawn to dusk. And every time I lie to myself. Even though I like it.



Judge for yourself. Vegetables in supermarkets are more and more expensive. And their quality is constantly declining. Tomatoes and cucumbers have no smell at all. Onions are rotten or frozen. And about the green I generally keep silent: three bundles of parsley stand like a wing from the plane, and the frail themselves, just horror. It seems that they were grown on the balcony, well, honestly. How can you even use that?

Another thing is the garden. Everything: cabbage, potatoes, zucchini. And cherries, gooseberries, currants, nuts. Even mushrooms are sometimes caught. Delicious, smelly. You can only take them out of your hands. And if you find a mushroom in town.

In general, quality products are well healed. After all, we don’t use any chemistry. Only the work and knowledge accumulated over the years. If we had more hands, we would move mountains, I swear to you.



Peels Lazy Daughter Speaking of which. My husband and I have recently been very upset. There was a real conflict there. We love her, of course. We decided not to call or disturb for a while. Let them think about their behavior. Well, if you don't, you don't. Growing up, she gave birth to a daughter.

We always invited him and his wife to our house. We'll wave shovels together in the morning, and we'll fry kebabs for dinner. That's a good idea, isn't it? But his son-in-law says he can't, and he wants to spend his weekends well. Take a break from the working week. Well, that's understandable. For five days in the office you can get tired. And who are we, who are we to blame?



But the daughter said that she does not mind coming with her granddaughter on some days. But only to rest from the fuss, and nothing more. All products are cheap, it is easier to buy them than to grow them. Not a girl anymore, waving. We are the only ones to indulge, if health permits.

In fact, it was a little different. Nadia really came, walked with her granddaughter, told the news. I have never given up on fresh food bags. And we folded her vegetables, fruit. Sometimes, when it was possible to exchange with the locals, there was milk, cottage cheese and even fresh meat. My daughter put everything in the trunk and left without a conscience.

Don't think we're sorry. Not at all. We both don't eat enough, so sometimes we can just sell the surplus. But the gains from such a business are mere pennies. That's not the case right now.



Recently, my husband had a bad back pain. Sitting, standing, no. There is little use for such an employee, especially for collecting strawberries. And we planted it pretty well this year. What to do will be lost. I have to call my daughter.

My son-in-law, as always, refused to come, although I personally did not hope for him at all. For him to come, and even on weekdays? Never. But I had plans for my daughter. The two of us could have done it even faster than our father. But she refused, too. She said she had long wanted to advise us to sell it. It takes away our health and extra time. How many strawberries do we need for two old men?

I didn't say anything at the time, I just hired two local men to help harvest. They came, of course, with more berries dented with their feet than they gathered. And I finally gave them most of the strawberries myself, for a snack. But I remember that day well.



Peels Help in the garden So when the daughter casually called us to visit, my husband and I did not refuse her. And then everything went well. She came, walked with her granddaughter, told about family, life. I gave you a couple of instructions so we don't forget to close the tap on the gas tank. And she started packing. Then we walked the daughter to the car, but this time without huge bags of provisions. Didn't deserve it.

At first, the daughter smiled and joked, said that her granddaughter would now hold a grudge against us if she did not bring anything tasty. But we stood firm. So she left with nothing. We had a hard time, but we knew she deserved a good lesson.

Now the resentment continues. We're not calling her, and she's in no hurry. We don't know how they're doing, we miss our granddaughter a little bit. But we really don't have time to miss. There's always something to do. We work as long as we have health. And we're not too worried. As a child, my daughter was afraid. Selfish.



But to teach her something, you need to be determined. Otherwise, he'll be on his head. They say time in the village is slow. But that's not true. When there is something to do, it flies even faster than usual. Here we go. I personally expect a good, generous harvest. And my husband supports me.