Dad, you stole another glass of wine.
You forgot the doctor's advice not to drink.
Alas, this kind of life is almost impossible.
Isn't it noon? I tried to steal a drink while the old woman was not at home, but my daughter saw me again. It seems that this wine can't be drunk anymore!
The old lady can argue a few words, but her daughter is not good and not to be taunted, which makes her very angry. She won't let me see my grandson. I can live without drinking, but I can't live without seeing my grandson.
Depressed!
An old man is under the control of his daughter.
Looking back on my 63-year life, I had a miserable life!
I've been dominated by three women all my life.
When I was a minor, I was in charge of my mother, school, work and marriage. I just have to follow my mother's plan.
My mother is a cadre in party member and is very strict with me. Before I graduated from high school, I never dated a girl alone. After graduating from high school, I wanted to go to college, but I finally listened to my mother's arrangement. After graduating from high school, I transferred to a technical secondary school, and two years later I graduated to work in a government department.
When I first started working, I paid all my salary. My mother's reason is that she is afraid that I will spend money indiscriminately, so she will save it for me and give it to me when I get married. Well, it's up to you.
Three years later, I got married, and my mother kept her promise and gave me back the power of salary, but I was not happy at all, because the power fell to another woman (my wife). My wife and my mother are very similar in this respect. Their view is that "men become bad when they have money", so it is best for women to control their money.
It doesn't matter who cares about money. They are my closest relatives, a mother and a wife, but they are a little depressed.
After I got married, my mother stopped interfering in my life, and I was a little secretly pleased. I felt that I was finally free and no longer controlled by my mother. How much hope there is, how much disappointment there is. My mother left me alone, but I forgot there was a tigress beside me. This woman is much more cruel than her mother!
Mom just asked me to hand in my salary. I don't care much about anything else, but this woman is different. She cares not only about my money, but also about my other things. She interferes in everything, as long as she is not satisfied, I can't. Alas, before getting married, my mother was very free, although she was strict.
After I got married, I completely lost my freedom. You have no idea how cruel this woman is. In order to control me from eating out, she taught herself to cook, cooking for me in different ways every day, so that I couldn't eat out, and the food in the restaurant was terrible.
Because of her, I still can't cook or wash clothes. She doesn't like my bad job and won't let me do it. It's not that I didn't do it well, but that I didn't have a chance to intervene at all.
A physical examination showed that I had chronic gastritis. The doctor told me not to eat spicy food, eat less hard food and eat more liquid food (porridge). I can only eat spicy food. I can't eat a meal. I don't eat spicy food and neither does she. She eats spicy food worse than me. But after listening to the doctor, this cruel woman broke her spicy food first in order to stop me from eating spicy food.
For three years, three years, my family doesn't even have a pepper seedling. She was afraid that I would eat spicy food, so she stopped spicy food first. Isn't that terrible?
In order to make me quit smoking, she first gave me sugar, and then she realized that eating too much polysaccharide was bad for my health. She gave me melon seeds, too. She was afraid it would be too much trouble for me to eat melon seeds. She actually peeled the melon seeds one by one.
In order to make me drink less, she accompanied me to drink, I drank one, and she drank two. Have you ever seen such a cruel woman?
Finally, I gave in and listened to her arrangement, no more than two glasses of wine a day.
As I grew older and my daughter grew up, her control over me gradually relaxed.
Especially after retirement, my life was much freer than before, and she gradually transferred from me to my daughter and grandson.
I thought I was free from now on, too, and I could be free from constraints. Alas, I can't even say it, but it's all tears.
The wife doesn't care much, but the daughter cares. My daughter is a medical student, and I am in strict control. If the control of the hometown is 70, the control of the wife is 100, and the control of the daughter is 120.
In the face of my mother and wife, I still have some resistance capital, but in the face of my daughter, I have no resistance capital at all. As long as my daughter says "my grandson is not coming", I have to surrender at once.
Alas, there is no hope of going out from these three women in my life!