My mom!

My mother was a person with a particularly hard life, but half of her life was because of herself.

She was born in the 50s, when there was a lack of food and clothing, but because her grandmother worked in the food group, her grandfather was a hospital worker, or a village cadre, so her family conditions were still good when she was born (of course, compared with other families at that time), but when she was 3 years old, my grandmother died of illness, and my grandfather also left two years after my grandmother's death. Poor she was only 5 years old and had no parents, only two older sisters (the eldest sister was 11 years old when her grandfather died) and an uncle who was not in good condition. Fortunately, although the uncle was in bad condition, he also gave their three sisters some help, at that time there were still some things in the family that could be used to exchange food, they grew up like this, because there was no parent to decide, so my mother did not marry when she was very old, and I married my father at 27 (now I feel normal, but at that time, I was already older).

After marrying my father, my life is not good, my father has many brothers and sisters, the conditions are also very bad, and my father's temper is still very bad, my mother is also sharp, the two people do not give in to each other, often quarrel and fight. My mother's mouth is not forgiving, my father is not good at quarrelling, he will do it, and he really feels bored and runs away from home. So I grew up in poverty and noise as a child, and I especially disliked my home because apart from quarrels, fights, I rarely saw them communicating like normal couples.

When I was a child, my mother often told me that my father was irresponsible, and left her alone to maintain the family. At that time, I was young, I didn't understand anything, and indeed what she said was the truth, so for a long time I didn't like my dad. But then I understood why my dad was like that, and although I still felt that something was wrong with him, I could understand him.

Since 2008, I gradually really got to know my mother, once because my father beat her, stitched up on her hand, my mother said that she was afraid that my father would beat her again, so she came to the city where I worked, and then after the hand was good, she wanted to go back, but I was also afraid that my father would beat her, I didn't want her to go back, because she didn't have money at that time, so I couldn't go without giving her travel expenses. She started making trouble with me, saying that I didn't let her go back because I wanted to kill her there. I couldn't, I thought she might have nothing to do, idle. I asked a friend to find her a cleaning job. It really worked at first, but after a few months it didn't work, saying that my friend targeted her, ostracized her, and resigned within a few months. Later, I got married, had children, and divorced again, and I felt a little better in the past few years, although there were still conflicts from time to time, but her relationship with my father was also much better, and after my divorce, I also helped me take the child to 3 years old. Writing so many people may be bored, by 2016 when the contradiction really began, 16 years I found a boyfriend, the distance is particularly far, she is very opposed, to what extent? Often scolded me in the middle of the night so that I did not dare to sleep at home, saying that I often secretly followed her behind, that is, I was afraid that she would steal my things, she had a sum of money that I saved for her, and before it was due, she shouted that I must give it to her, and I also wanted cash, and I did not give it because I wanted to give it to my boyfriend. I paid money and people, worse than j women, j women also make money, and said I want to dare to marry him, she jumped off the building. There are some words that I must not be able to say, so I will make up for it.

Because it was so fierce, I couldn't help it, and broke up with my ex-boyfriend. The hardships of a person with children and work believe that many people can know. In 17 years, the shop I opened was burned down, I owed a bunch of foreign debt, and life was even more difficult, of course, I didn't tell my family. One of my colleagues thought I was working too hard and wanted to find someone to share with me. It is my current husband, although the conditions are not good, but the temper is very good, and the family can accept my situation. We were together at the end of 18, but my mom didn't like it and thought his family was too poor, and I told her that money doesn't matter, what matters is to be good to Mung Bean (my daughter's nickname). But she still didn't accept it, every time we went back she showed him her face, fortunately, although my husband didn't talk much, he could still hold back in person.

Although the two people did not meet much, the contradictions were already backlogged, and the real contradictions began to erupt from the time I was born and the second eldest. At that time, her rheumatoid was particularly serious, but she wanted to come to see me, I thought that her relationship with my husband was not very good, I could not do anything in confinement, she could not work, I did not want her to come, but I thought that she was also a good heart, so I did not refuse too much. After she came, she felt that my husband's family was not doing all kinds of things well, so she began to make trouble, which made me angry when I was confinement and did not eat for a day. I thought it was okay for her to make trouble, but my newborn daughter was less than a month old, and she cursed her for not growing up, and I really couldn't believe that this was a grandmother's words.

This summer I got her some medicine, cured her rheumatoid symptoms, her attitude was a little better, she said to come to see the child, after coming to start fine, my husband saw that she did not make trouble, he planned to decorate another house in her hometown to let her and my father come to live, and when she told her how happy she was, I made a joke that I regretted dying. At that time, I was telling her that the decoration money was not in place, and I could only install it slowly, and I joked that if you took the money out to decorate, I could live quickly, and when I said it, I actually regretted it, and then my mother scolded me because of this sentence, saying that I was worried about her money from an old woman.

When my eldest family started school, she left, and when she left, she scolded my husband's ancestors for eighteen generations, even my mother-in-law, and my dead old father-in-law, we didn't dare to argue with her, because no one had quarreled with her, what she said could not be recognized, what she had done could be forgotten, she felt that anyone in this world was calculating her, and anyone was harming her, including me and my father. I called my dad, and he said he couldn't help it. My husband and mother-in-law had no choice, so they took the children back to their hometown to take shelter, and there was only my eldest in the family, me and my mother. There may be more troublesome she may also be annoyed, and finally one day when I heard her boss say to my boss how bad I am, which means that with the second brother, I am not good for the boss, I broke out, and quarreled with her (in fact, I quarreled very badly, there was basically no opponent when I was reading), she said but I just moved, I can't fight back, hey! Fortunately, after half a day of trouble, she left.

After she went back, she told people everywhere how I abused her, how my husband's family abused my boss, and made my harassing phone calls, all day long, she said that she wanted to make my phone call others can't call in, there is no way to work. I really couldn't help it, I blocked her, and then she called her second sister and said that she was going to come to the place where I worked, so that I couldn't work, and she didn't dare to say this to her eldest sister, because her eldest sister would say her.

Just a few days ago, she took my dad's phone to call me, said she had cancer, asked me if there was any cancer cure (I was making medicine) I asked her where to check, asked her what the situation she didn't say, was repeatedly asked if I had any medicine, I was in a hurry, my dad's phone was in her hand, I couldn't find my dad, I drove back directly after work, hundreds of kilometers, I have never driven so far alone. When I got home, I asked her how she judged she had cancer, and she said she was because she heard who said who had cancer, and it was exactly the same as hers. I said at the time that I couldn't hear about it, and I had to go to the hospital to check it out, but she still thought she was cancerous. Later, when I talked to my dad, my dad told me that she was not sick at all and that she was in good spirits. I don't know that the sentence we said provoked her, and she began to scold me, saying that she didn't call me back... I went back to see her joke, I said let me go, I got in the car, she sat in the co-driver and couldn't get down, and came to grab my steering wheel, saying that she was going to die together, which scared me to death.

There was no way, I couldn't go, I could only go back, and then she began to scold, all kinds of bottomless insults, if I wasn't born by her, she could greet my ancestors for eighteen generations, I wanted to go, but as long as I moved, she followed me, I couldn't go at all. Scolded me for almost 3 hours and refused to stop, and then I caught the opportunity to escape, at that time it was already about 1 o'clock in the evening, I arrived home for just over 4 hours, did not drink a sip of water, did not eat a mouthful of food, did not rest for a minute... That's it.

In the past few days, she has used my father's mobile phone to call me non-stop, and I have no way, and my father's number has been blocked. Don't know when it's the head?