Mom and grandma still withdraw money to grandma after quarrel with grandma, add two dishes to be happy near the weekend
My grandmother feeds the baby white porridge. I feel bad for my mother, but it is difficult for the two sides to communicate. Every conversation may insert a knife into the other's heart. The more communication, the more harm. She complained that it wasn't me, but that was my painstaking work. She hardly listened to me and interrupted me many times, but maybe I didn't finish a sentence. I have often said countless times: Mom, can you let me finish this sentence, she may still not notice what I said or notice angrily leaning to the side and saying: I listen, you say! So what else do I have to say next? Why don't you ever hear me finish a sentence? Did you not take me seriously since you were a child? Or what is going on? I really can't understand you. Every time I opened my mouth, you were more excited than I was, eloquent. Whether it was the speed of speech or the decibel of the voice, it surpassed me. A skinny little old lady suddenly turned into a warrior... Can we communicate normally? It's too difficult, too difficult. I often envy other people's mothers. Why is my mother like this? I don't know if there is a mother of the same style as mine.