Hehe, that same line again. But when I was actually being bullied at my in-laws’ house, my mother said, "It's best not to tell us about your conflicts. Resolve them behind closed doors. Learn to report good news, not bad news!" I swallowed my discomfort and sent my mother home.
As soon as I entered, my nephew rushed over and hugged my legs. "Aunt Sherry, Grandma just called and said you were going to buy me some chocolate. Where's the chocolate?" He then reached into my pockets, but when he found nothing, his expression suddenly changed. "Hmph, Aunt Sherry, you're so stingy! You didn't buy me anything!"
"I don't want you to be in my house! Get out!" My nephew pushed me back repeatedly, but my brother, acting as if he hadn't noticed, went about his business. My mother came over, grabbed my nephew's hand, and shoved it into mine.
"Hurry up and take Ramon to buy some snacks. I'll cook later. Just tell me what you want and I'll make it for you!"
Seeing my mother's cheerful expression, I swallowed my frustration and said, "Then I want boiled fish!"
My mother immediately agreed, "No problem!"
On the way to the snack shop with my daughter and nephew, I had a thought.