Mother-In-Law Jealousy: A Story of Materialistic Demands

My mother raised me alone, we always lived very modestly. At first everything was fine, but as she grew older, she became very jealous of those who lived better.

As soon as I graduated, I got a job right away. From the first salary, I spoiled my mother with a beautiful new jacket and a trip to a chic restaurant. I started buying her favorite products. And with the first prize, I sent my mother to Turkey.

And so, when we met Sergei, my mother immediately approved him as her future husband. Mostly because of the money.

– The car is good, there is an apartment, the salary is stable. You’ll be happy with it, girl,” said my mother.

When we got married, my mother used to visit us every day. And when she arrived, she looked into the refrigerator and cried.

– Expensive cheese, ham, and foreign fruit are here! Doesn’t the rich son-in-law want to treat his mother-in-law to something delicious? – asked my mother, checking the shelves.

My Seryoga is not greedy at all. At first he was surprised, but with pleasure he treated his mother-in-law with ingredients. However, my mother’s strange things did not end there.

– I want something tasty in the evening. I have both potatoes and lard. But I’m old, it’s bad for me. I wish I had something light to eat before bed,” the mother sighed.

And we filled whole bags with fruit, cheese, and expensive seafood for mom. Sometimes my mother showed her dissatisfaction by staying silent, even when she got what she wanted.

– Why are you sad, mom? Anything else you want? – I asked.

“Well, why am I going to eat you up,” my mother sighed.

“But still, something bothered you,” I said.

– No, it didn’t bother me. Just tell me, will you be eating cake when I leave? Are you waiting for him for a reason? – asked my parent with an unhappy face.

I felt ashamed in front of my husband. I didn’t even tell him that my mother was in the habit of asking me for cosmetics, which he gave me. And Sergei bought me everything very expensive and of high quality.

It was in vain that I challenged my mother’s behavior, because over time she stopped even asking. She gave exactly what she needed, accompanying it with jokes and even contempt. Like, my daughter has it, but she doesn’t – injustice!

How happy we were when my mother got one. Now Vasily Vasilyevich will cover the needs of his beloved woman, and she will leave us behind. One day my mother said she would come to visit us with her husband.

Seryoga ordered a shish kebab, I bought a good cognac, and I prepared what my mother loves.

We liked Vasily Vasilyevich, especially how he treated his beloved woman. We sat cheerfully at the table, the men found a common language. Everything was fine until mom and her chosen one started a conversation right in front of us.

– Vasya, you like the cheese, shall we take it home? – asked my mother, and the man bowed.

“It’s good cheese, we’ll take it,” replied Vasya, extending his thumb up.

– And the shrimp? – continued the mother, not noticing our eyes with Sergei.

– Let’s take it. Son-in-law, did you only have one bottle of cognac? – asked Vasily Vasilyevich to Sergei.

My husband confirmed that he did not have the second bottle of cognac. Our host was very upset and even stuck out his big lips. This is how young children show their displeasure when they don’t like something.

My mother noticed that her boyfriend had lost his temper and started to cry. She offered to give him either the ham or the cake, but Vasily Vasilyevich was not happy with anything else.

Sergei was silent until his mother-in-law asked his girlfriend what he liked from the Serega shaving kits and perfumes.

This is where my husband was disappointed. He firmly said that he would not tolerate such anger again. And my mother burst into tears and started getting ready to go home. Neither my opinion nor my husband’s explanations settled her. And Vasily Vasilyevich also shamed us, saying what we brought to his beloved woman.

Our guests left, but I remained standing at the door. I was thinking whether I should run after my mother or stay at home, as my husband asked. I just understood that they went out the door to go out, but they stayed in the entrance, talking about something.

– Oh, Vasya, I never took the bag with the cheese and shrimp! – said my mother.

– Well, come on, what are we going to eat today? – Her roommate was angry.

“Fall, Vasya, don’t worry, we’ll hang out for a day or two, let the girl feel the guilt,” Vasily’s mother reassured.

We didn’t hear anything more, because the guests had already left the entrance. I burst into tears, and Sergei thought about it. The next day, he firmly said that he did not want to see my mother and Vasily in our house anymore. And so that I don’t feel guilty, he transfers some money to my mother-in-law every month.

Sergei kept his promise. Mom is still frustrated. However, he has been reluctant to accept money for several months now.

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