My mom is living in my home, and it's an inescapable reality. After she broke her arm, I decided to take her to my home to recuperate.
"Why did you come to my house to care for the elderly?" the daughter-in-law asked her mother coldly, her eyes full of disdain and impatience.
"I am the elder of your family, this is my son's home, and I have the right to retire here. Mom's voice trembled slightly, but her expression was firm and resolute.
"Son, if you look at her attitude, you will know how troublesome it will be in the future. "The daughter-in-law turned to me and tried to convince me to support her.
Actually, I had long realized that my mother's coming to my home to care for the elderly would definitely cause trouble, but I still took her over without hesitation.
But I never imagined that apathy and exclusion would come so quickly. This situation is really beyond my expectations.
Although my mother didn't say anything, I knew the grievances and unwillingness in her heart. I took her hand and comforted, "Mom, you just treat this as if this is your home, just live here without worry, and don't pay attention to other people's words."
Mom nodded slightly, but she couldn't hide her loss. In the evening, I arranged for half an hour to lull her to sleep.
The next morning I woke up early, made breakfast, and went to my mother's room. Pushing the door open, I found her sitting on the bed looking out the window, her eyes confused and helpless.
She looked at me a little stunned, and I took the newspaper in front of her, put down my breakfast, and stretched out my broken arm.
"Come, I'll teach you how to knead the dough. I smiled at her.
The conflict between me and my daughter-in-law left a tense situation. I know that this is not a petty fight, but a lot of family responsibilities and human sophistication.
She is my mother for life, she touches my emotions and responsibilities, and she is an elder who deserves my respect and love.
"Mother, don't worry, I will treat you well. I said to my mother.
She nodded slowly, a smile on her face. Her eyes were full of relief and hope. I know that my mother's expectations for me must be fulfilled by the best of the effort.
My mother's life in my house is gradually getting on track. Every day, I spend time with her to chat, go for a walk, or do some chores together.
I am very fortunate to be able to accompany her and make her feel at home.
However, the conflict at home has not eased. My daughter-in-law became more and more cold about my relationship with my mother. Not only did she sneer at my mother, but she even started to find fault in front of me.
One night, my daughter-in-law and I got into an argument over a trivial matter. This time, it was because my mother, with the help of my right-hand man, prepared a sumptuous home-cooked meal for us, and my daughter-in-law and I had a quarrel over some will.
"Look, your mother has messed up a table!" the daughter-in-law was uncontrollably angry.
"This is our family's business, you don't have to worry about it!" I also took a tough attitude.
"That's right, why does she cook for us!" the daughter-in-law stood on her own side without hesitation.
I stood up angrily and gave her a hard look. I knew I couldn't let her do this to my mom anymore.