No matter what her own fault is, it's someone else's.
Come and feel my mom, no one can compare to her in terms of making. My mom's first work, is to treat outsiders as warm as spring, no matter what fault, it is the fault of their own family, (this family does not include her own).
For example, a while ago I went to the bank to make an international remittance, and because I didn't have a Bank of China card, I did it first and then foreign exchange. The staff made a mistake in typing my name in pinyin. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do with this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do with it. Later, this rightfully out of the problem, to the account, but the remitter's name is wrong, people thought I did not remit, contacted me, I went to the bank, which realized that the name pinyin typing error.
My mom went with me at the time, and after discovering the name was wrong, she yelled at the bank to count my faults, blaming me for not checking carefully, being a waste of time and not even being able to find this, and what do you do with your eyes, and how could there be a problem if I hadn't been careless. Right, she did not say a word about the staff's fault throughout.
I would like to talk to the bank theory, my mother dragged me with me theory, said I do not know introspection, will put the fault to others, disgraceful. I don't want to talk about how aggravated I was, and how humiliating it was, so please imagine for yourself.
The second point, my mom is always right, she is the benchmark of right and justice, what if she is wrong? It doesn't exist, she doesn't make mistakes, it's always someone else who makes mistakes, she has her reasons. Take the simplest of all, she likes to read about other people's family's bad luck and gossip and takes pleasure in it.
There was a time when my sister-in-law's husband had a fight, and she ran to the door of the house for three days in a row, and when the two of them were fighting, she added fuel to the fire. I've been trying to persuade her to do so, but she finally pointed her nose at me and scolded me for being too selfish, for only sweeping the snow in front of the door, for not having a conscience at all, for being the scum of the earth.
Well, you have a conscience, you are not selfish, you run to the door to gloat and add oil and vinegar, is that conscience? As for the rest, it's not that important, I don't want to mention it.