There are three major characteristics of old people: love of money, fear of death, and lack of sleepiness.

The summary is very accurate, my mother got all the marks! It's a pity that I'm a coward and never dare to complain in front of her.

I have always thought that a woman like my mother, who has terminal princess disease and no cure, will become stupid, cute and arrogant when she gets older. However, I was wrong. Princesses are not exempt from the common customs, let alone just a princess. sick.

For example:

During the Chinese New Year last year, I said I wanted to get a haircut, but my mother insisted on letting me go to the barber shop next to the market. The reason for her recommendation was this ’s:

No matter how much money you spend at an expensive hair salon, it can’t save your appearance, so don’t waste your money. Don’t you have an idea of ??how much money you make? I get my hair cut there now and it’s cheap and good. Can you tell the difference?

It can be seen that my mother’s speech is very logical. She complained about my appearance and praised her own appearance. The last sentence is really the essence. I want to say that I can see the difference. I I have to say that her hair cut is ugly now, and she will explode. If I say that I can't see the difference, I will go to the barber shop next to the market, because I have no reason to refuse.

So, she took me to the market to get a haircut that cost seven yuan.

On the way back, I wanted to complain several times, why do I, a girl in my twenties, have to squeeze in among a group of fifty-year-old aunts to queue up next to the market to get my hair cut? , my mother started again:

You see, people who cut hair make a lot of money, and they don’t have to worry about business at all. They queue up all day long. What’s the use of going to college? The money you earn in a month is not enough for you. If I had known, I would have asked you to learn hairdressing. Alas, the money is being made by these humble industries...

It can be seen that my mother's logic is perfect. She completely ignores whether my hair looks good or not. Her focus is on making money as a hairdresser. If I want to complain about them not making money, I have to make them more. Obviously I didn't. If I don't complain, I will admit that I have learned in vain.

It’s so helpless.

Cite a pear:

From then on, my mother talked about how I would marry in the future. Our family doesn’t care about others, we just want others to treat you sincerely. .

Later, when I really reached the age of falling in love, the content of my mother’s daily conversations became:

Look at the girl from so and so getting married, where is she? The house I bought has an ugly husband, but there is no penalty for marrying it. Women should be open-minded. If they say goodbye to their husbands, they will be gone. Money is the most practical thing. Don’t be stupid enough to marry a poor boy and be cheated by others. You can coax me with just a kind word and suffer hardships along with you. Even if you don’t think about yourself, you have to think about me. It’s unfilial to let me suffer along with you.

It can be seen that my mother's logic is perfect. If I married a poor husband, I would definitely be coaxed by his sweet words, and this behavior is very selfish and unfilial. If I marry a rich man, I can be a bit ugly, because my husband can be changed, but money is not what you want.

The other person doesn’t want to talk to you, and holds up a bunch of green onions:

I don’t think it’s bad for my mother to be like this, she just becomes more and more insecure, and this society treats them Things have changed too fast, but money remains the same. She sees that it is getting harder and harder to earn money in society, and she is worried that her children will live a life of poverty in the future.

It’s all love. Although I complain, I love her.