The Feather of Life: The Domineering President

I usually have nothing to do at home, and I like to follow dramas the most, whether it is modern dramas, costume dramas or even time-travel dramas, as long as the male protagonist is a domineering president type, I am the most difficult to resist. I often fantasize that in real life, if there is a man who is always domineering to me, and the premise of domineering is always good for me, I will definitely be happy.

But the reality is that I can't find it yet, but there is a domineering president-type mother.

As far as I understand, the characteristics of domineering characters have absolute superiority, and they often try their best to conquer the other side and use strong means to make the other side submit.

Looking back at my mother, my mother's domineering behavior is really everywhere, filling the whole thought and life behavior.

In thought...

My mother often thinks that I am not good enough or smart enough. She always thinks that she has seen great winds and waves and understands everything. She often points to me as a senior, but as long as I put forward my point of view, he will start to criticize. I really don't understand, the same thing, there is no absolute right or wrong, it's just a question of succession, or a question of opinion, but my mother has to argue a fact, forcing us to quarrel, and the result you want It's "she's always right!!"

Often in a cycle like this...

My daughter, stupid!!

My daughter, stupid!!

Really, make me, especially not confident!!

In life too...

Whenever my mother can't argue with me and is at a disadvantage, she can always come back.

Once, my mother spent a long time trying to connect the mobile phone to the Internet, switching between Wi-Fi and the mobile network, and she couldn't remember it.

In fact, the logic is very simple, one is on and one off, but my mother doesn't understand it. But it doesn't matter, your mother always has to be patient. I taught it once, two times, and when it came to the third time, I made a suggestion: Mom, you can take notes so that you can follow the steps when you switch. Just like in the company, when we are still newcomers, we must be taking notes and copying. We dare not bother our seniors all the time. This is an attitude towards work. I think you can try it.

My mother was not very happy at this time, he started talking, I spent a lot of money for you to study, you can go to college, you can learn English, and you can have a good job, not all because of my hard work. you. After my mother finished speaking, her momentum became whole, and her sense of superiority increased. I looked at my mother, bowed my head, and taught me again.

"My mother is ruthless! You win!!"

My mother usually drives her own car when she goes out, and her experience points for taking the MRT, bus, and train are almost zero. Once I went back to Taipei to play for a few days. After taking him on the MRT several times, I wanted to try and teach him to read the MRT route map. It is really a hands-on teaching, but as soon as my mother saw the messy line graph, he quickly said to me: You are too difficult, I can't understand!!

Just then, an old gentleman came over and asked me, "Miss, if I want to go to Taipei Main Station, how should I take it? I started teaching him how to read the route map, and everything went smoothly. After the old man left, my mother said to me: If you taught me this just now, I will understand!!

There were three lines on her face in an instant, and sure enough, when my mother faced me, she just didn't want to admit defeat.

Also, there are many mosquitoes in the summer.

My mom is very concerned about closing the door. Mind you, I think it's a bit over the top. .

One day, I just got off work and the moment I opened the door and was about to step into the house, my mother shouted to me: Close the door, the mosquitoes are going to run in. I didn't really understand it at the time. I just opened the door. Is it necessary to have such a big reaction?

After a while, my sister came back with the little baby.

My sister opened the door, and the little baby stood at the door looking at my mother, but she didn't come in.

When I saw the door was completely opened, there was only one thought in my mind at that time, "Close the door!! Mosquitoes are about to run in, be careful that mom will scold you later!!".

I looked at my mother, and then at my sister, thinking that a good show will be played later...

My mother smiled and said: little baby, you are back!!

The door...still remains open.

It seems that my mother is only domineering to me. ---END