I feel so furious recently, why do I think about him everywhere, but he only thinks about himself? This person who made me angry is my son. He is in the fifth grade of elementary school this year and is about to catch up with me. But it feels like he grows up not only his size, b

I feel so furious recently, why do I think about him everywhere, but he only thinks about himself?

I was furious. This person is my son. He is in the fifth grade of elementary school this year and he will catch up with me immediately. But it feels like he grows up not only his size, but also his temper.

I got up late this morning. The fourth brother was woken up by the movement of my wake up, so I could only lie down and continue to coax her to sleep.

"Brother, you guys go to school by yourself today. I'll coax my sister to sleep and can't leave!"

But my son didn't want to, and kept standing next to the bed and urging me silently.

At this time, the third brother woke up, but fortunately the fourth brother fell asleep as soon as he coaxed him. I quickly got up, quickly put on her clothes, put on shoes and socks, and then led her to drive.

The car drove halfway, and my son wanted to park and buy bread. I said that I had breakfast in school and then I would waste money on buying it.

But my son insisted on buying it: "The breakfast at school is so bad. Today I took the exam, I don't want to take the exam with hunger!"

I could only stop the car. At this time, the second child also called to buy it. I turned around and asked the third child if he wanted it. The third brother was surprisingly sensible, and she said in a silence: "The teacher said you can't take breakfast to the kindergarten!"

I was instantly warmed by her. I remembered that when my son was so old, it wouldn't be very troublesome. He would listen to what I said, but now, ah! The child is grown up, it’s different!

Near noon, I coaxed the fourth child to sleep as usual and then went to make lunch. Today's lunch was a bit late, and when my son came home from school, I was still cutting vegetables.

My son called me downstairs: "Mom, I'm back! Mom, are you ready?" After calling, he also went to the kitchen door, and his shoes were not changed, so he showed half of his body: "Mom, I'll go to my classmate's house!"

I quickly stopped him: "Hey hey hey! Eat first! You can go after dinner!"

My son turned around: "No more eating, there are still classmates waiting downstairs. Where is me! "

I quickly said, "Hey, no, you go to someone's classmate's house, it seems so uneducated. If they cook too much, it's nothing to ask you to eat. If they just had enough food, what would you do? How embarrassing! "

The son didn't care: "Then I'll go back and leave me the food!"

I want to say something else, he has already rushed downstairs. I turned around and shook my head helplessly. I really think about it one by one.

In the afternoon, my son came back from school and I was preparing to cook. I bought pork and dumpling skins in the morning, but I didn’t even buy cabbage, and it rained heavily. I thought I didn’t bring my mask and couldn’t go to the supermarket, so I went home. It's like the rain keeps falling, almost never stopping.

Pork and cabbage dumplings can’t be made, just one pork, what’s the matter?

Just when I was not sure what to do, my son came back. As soon as he got downstairs, he called me: "Mom! Mom!"

I responded loudly: "If you have anything to do, go upstairs and say, don't shout as soon as you enter the door!"

My son ran to me in a few seconds: "Mom, can my classmate have dinner at our house tonight?"

My mind suddenly stuttered. The amount of meal tonight was just right, and one more mouth would definitely not be enough to eat.

But my son ate at someone else's house at noon today, and he should eat at our house in the evening. Why didn't I think of this when I put the rice just now?

I ordered it for a few seconds and whispered in his ear: "Everything has been said, I have to tell me in advance to ask my classmates to go home for dinner, and the food may not be enough!"

"What does this matter? He doesn't eat much!"

I thought to myself, there is not much rice in a bowl, the problem is that I don't have much rice in half today! Forget it, at worst I can eat less. I'll cook noodles later when I'm hungry.

"Oh, there are no vegetables!" I said again.

"Just pick a little bit of the vegetable field on the top floor of my grandma!"

After saying that, his son took his classmate to the living room to play.

dishes were ready soon. I asked my mother-in-law to ask for a handful of vegetables, make a vegetable soup, and then cut the pork into thin slices and fry it until fragrant.

I called them to have a meal. My son was probably hungry and was the first to serve the rice, and his classmates served it behind him. The two of them started to eat the rice.

I took two bowls and gave the third brother a little less. I only served a little bit myself, and I took the bowl high so that they could not see how much rice there was in my bowl.

The second child was the last one to arrive. As soon as she approached the rice cooker, she stomped her feet: "There's no food!"

When I heard this, I couldn't help but look at my son's classmate. He was a little embarrassed in an instant. I immediately shouted to the second child: "How come there is no food? How much do you want to eat?"

The second child pulled the rice cooker unhappily and finally served a full bowl of rice. She couldn't eat that much, but she had a quarrel with her brother just now, and she shouted: "This is not enough for me to eat, I can eat a large plate!"

"Just blow it, you can leave this little later!" I smiled.

My son went home immediately after dinner. Because it rained today, it became dark very early. His grandmother called several times and I didn’t see it. Later, he called back and told her that her grandson had only returned after dinner.

After dinner, my second child shouted to buy school supplies. I had to go to the bookstore in the rain, and by the way to the bakery. I bought two egg tarts for each child, and I myself was a bread. Because I didn't eat much supper, I could only use this to fill my stomach.

After eating the egg tart, his son was slow to clean the room, and he said he wanted to watch TV.

I looked at the time. It was already 7:30 and it was eight o'clock after finishing busy. Watching TV again will affect the rest.

The most important thing is that as soon as the TV is turned on, the child will definitely drag it and refuse to turn it off. It is like this every time, so I don’t want to turn on and want them to go to bed early.

Usually they don’t watch TV, they listen to stories or read books, because they have stopped two classes and have developed bad habits.

So I didn't watch TV for him, so he was angry with me about this.

He went to bed after taking a shower and prepared to go to bed. He doesn't usually do this. He cleans the room every day and sometimes helps me with some housework.

There is a "salary" for doing housework, and you will be given a few pocket money every week. If the task is not completed this week, then you can only spend no or less change next week.

But my son doesn’t want to clean today. If he doesn’t clean, he will deduct the money. But his son was not happy when he deducted money. He pinched the third and fourth brothers' faces, which hurt so much.

I was talking on a video call with his dad at that time. When I saw it, I immediately got angry and scolded him.

The child's father said to me on the spot: "Why are you scolding him? I will deduct his pocket money for next week, and deduct it for a few more weeks to see if he will have a memory in the future!"

The son became even more angry when he heard his father's words. He hid back on the bed and threw up: "Do it, deduct it, deduct it, deduct all the pocket money for this semester! I don't want a single point!"

Seeing that he was angry, I stopped talking. He was also busy playing with the third and fourth brothers, so he didn't care about him.

Later he kept talking about this in bed: "Why do you need to deduct it if you want? Why do you have to do housework? This is unfair!"

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I put down the picture book and tried to ask him in a calm tone: "Do you think there is anything unfair to clean a room every day? Is it too hard that you can't do it? Or do you don't want to do it?"

"I just don't want to do it, I think it's unfair!"

"Unfair? Well, our housework starts to be evenly distributed today! I think you are too idle, so you can do more, and you won't have the energy to talk back to me here when you are busy!"

"This is even more unfair!"

"Then what do you want? Give me some fun!" I almost jumped up! I've got the clothes hanger and am ready to get started!

"Come on, destroy each other!" the son shouted while shrank back.

"What do you want?" I asked him.

"Not good, how many days have you bought me snacks? Now you still say you want to deduct me money. I don't want to eat anything. The rain is over again. I'm so bored!"

"What? Didn't I give you pocket money?"

"One code is the same, the pocket money is spent at school, and the snacks are bought separately!" The son said confidently.

"I give you pocket money, and you also have to buy snacks. Can I make money or silver? I am at home and I can't make a fortune for a single child. It's all your father who works hard outside to make money. Five of us sit at home to eat! If you have the ability to make money by yourself, try to support yourself! If you can't support yourself, don't buy and buy everything all day long, you're so annoying!"

I'm really going to be furious. Why is this 12-year-old child so difficult to teach! I'm obviously very good to him, why is he not satisfied with me and lose his temper?

And 12-year-old children shouldn’t understand something? Why do I feel that he is harder to coax than a 3-year-old?