""I went to my son's house for the winter, but I couldn't stand my daughter-in-law's ventilation habits and decided to leave"."
I spent the winter in the mountains, my wife was not around, and the coldness of my son and daughter-in-law made me leave home.
I live in the mountains at an altitude of more than 1,300 meters, and the cool summer nights here attract the city's retirees to escape the heat. However, winter has become a nightmare for the elderly. The mountain is frozen all year round, and it is seven or eight degrees colder than the bottom of the mountain.
I'm 71 years old this year, and my wife passed away in an accident 30 years ago. At that time, my son had just started working.
My son was the first in the village to be admitted to university, he was smart and capable, and his popularity was good, and everyone in the village liked to find him to solve problems.
But since the death of my wife, our lives have started to get difficult. Although the son is educated, he is not as sociable as his wife, and the people in the village have become much colder.
Neighbors often say that their son can't compare with his wife, whether it is dealing with people or dealing with interpersonal relationships, he is much worse.
I have three daughters, the eldest and younger daughters were not married well, and the second daughter left us due to leukemia.
After graduating from university, my son worked at Yamashita Finance Bureau and was a civil servant. Despite his small stature and thick glasses, he is still highly sought after. In the end, he chose a rural girl with no job and no education.
After they got married, they rented a house at the bottom of the mountain, while I opened a homestay on the mountain. Although I had a stable income, my business gradually cooled down because of the poor condition of the house.
This winter was so cold that I was hospitalized once because I wasn't feeling well. My son insisted that I live with them in order to prevent me from being alone in the mountains.
Although I wanted to refuse, I finally agreed. I took a change of clothes and medicine and followed my son down the mountain.
My daughter-in-law is always cold to me, and it is difficult for me to figure out her thoughts. My son sincerely persuaded me to go down the mountain and live with them.
Every morning, I used to wake up early for breakfast, while my daughter-in-law used to sleep in. I had to carefully figure it out myself in the kitchen. 
After my daughter-in-law had lunch, she hurriedly dropped her chopsticks and went to the card shop, leaving me alone at home.
For the first week, we were all right, I was busy cooking and cleaning, and they had ready meals to eat at all times.
Not long ago, when the temperature dropped to around freezing, I finished my chores and sat down at the electric stove table next to the sofa in the living room. The window was next to the sofa, but the daughter-in-law opened it as soon as she returned.
The cold wind hit and I felt chills. Although the fire was burning, the moment the window was open, the cold wind from outside poured inexorably into the room, making me shiver.
I cautiously reminded my daughter-in-law, "Why are you opening the window in such a cold weather?" The cold wind blows in, and it doesn't work for me to bake the fire here. ”
The daughter-in-law replied coldly: "Open the window to disperse the smell." There's always a strange smell in the house, don't you smell it? ”
I tried to smell it, but I couldn't smell anything.
For the next few days, my son would light a fire for me every day before going to work, and close the windows tightly to make sure I could keep warm by the warm fire. However, as soon as the daughter-in-law returned, she did not hesitate to open the window.
I began to worry about whether there was a real smell in my home, so I went out of my way to clean it thoroughly and make sure that there was no smell in my house before I sat down with confidence. However, my daughter-in-law opened the window as soon as she got up, and the cold wind hit again, and I sat there as if there was no fire.
It wasn't until the weekend that I finally found out. My son doesn't go to work on weekends, and he gets up early every morning, and I make breakfast for him, and we sit there with a fire. It is strange that the daughter-in-law did not immediately open the window, as usual.
I thought I was overthinking, after all, she was the first to open the window that Friday.
However, when Monday came, the son went to work again, and the daughter-in-law said as usual that she would open the window to dissipate the smell. At this time, I understood that she was just an excuse to open the window and spread the smell, and her real intention was to dislike me, and she was not good at saying it directly, so I expressed it in this way.
At dinner, I said to my son, "Son, can you take the time to take me back to the mountain at noon these days?" ”
The son was surprised when he heard this: "You live here very well, why do you want to go back to the mountains?" There's food here, there's a fire, and we're all around you, so you don't have to worry about anything. ”
I politely declined his offer: "Yes, everything is fine here, but I'm old and a little nostalgic." I'm used to life in the mountains, to waking up every morning to smell the fragrance of cypresses, and to having neighbors come and chat. And the weather is starting to warm up, and it shouldn't be so cold on the mountain. I want to go back. ”
My son was silent for a while, but finally agreed and prepared some food for me to take up the mountain. He sent me back to my familiar home on the mountain, and I felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
Maybe it's been too depressing, and I really need to go back to that familiar home.