When my beloved and I got married, we had to live in mother -in -law for the first time. His younger brother then served in the army, and we occupied their room. I just graduated from the institute, there was no work experience, so it was, as they say, on the accountant. Naturally, Zarnlat received a minimum and depended on the earnings of the man. I am coming from the region, so my mother -in -law almost called me a “village”. I was a young, modest, fighting the unnecessary word to say. She at all neither her son nor more liked me. She reached her son very young, with her husband almost immediately the separation, and she left her baby for her grandmother’s upbringing.

Then, a few years later, she married again, gave birth to a second son. And the elder and the grandmother lived all childhood and youth. She never raised him. But the younger one loved, so she always told us, here will come a son from the army, immediately release the room, come to live on the removable. To be honest, I couldn’t wait when we could leave her, I counted the days. I just went down. I would have to get somewhere in a corner so that no one touches, and it is specifically, demonstratively to do anything. I did not work, Ternila, knew that I was living in another’s house. When my brother returned, I sighed lightly, we immediately moved to the removable.

Don’t let the apartments, but no one got me there. The mother -in -law rarely came to visit us, and if she was, she was constantly looking for a reason to grow up with me. The dust will see, then the slippers are scattered. The younger brother, as he came from the army, immediately went into the separation. He walked at night. The girl was led to the house. And soon he brought one of them to the house. She turned out to be wadded. All the girlfriend’s girlfriend and Kuril. And brother with her. In general, for a couple of years, everything has returned to the mother-in-law upside down. Initially, my mother -in -law gave me chewing and the wing of the shaft, and now a new daughter -in -law chased her in her own apartment.

And we soon got an apartment: the husband at the plant was given the room at first, and then the apartment. We healed our family. My daughter has grown up. Then the son was born. They rarely communicated with their mother -in -law. Even the man did not like to go to them. Years passed, our children grew up, their mother -in -law has grown old, and started a brother with his wife an old woman from the apartment of surviving. My husband began to hint that they say, take away my mother. But after she was mocking me, I also didn’t need it. I stated so right and stated. He understood everything himself.

As a result, they took the old man to the village, to her older sister, the same as her, no one needs. There she immediately began to take. And she has not lived for three years. What I want to say. I have made a very important lesson from all this story. The daughter -in -law, of course, is not a daughter and not everyone manages to love her as a native. But respecting, a little help and pity you just need to. Now I am both mother -in -law and mother -in -law. Remembering that attitude to me, I will never let so much to face over the daughter -in -law. By the way, she also comes to me. I encode her because I understand how she lives far from her parents. That’s the story!