Family is the most important support point in everyone's life, and the emotional bond between mother and child is deep and unique. However, in this deep emotion, there is no lack of contradictions and frictions. What I want to talk about is a conflict between me and my mother due to different living habits.
My mother was a frugal and hardworking woman, and there were many habits of her life that I did not understand. Among them, the most difficult thing for me to accept is her habit of insisting on eating leftovers. For me, health comes first, and eating food that has been stored for days is undoubtedly risking my health. My mother and I were always at odds about this.
For me, I think she's a little too frugal. Every time I watched her scoop out the leftovers, I was furious. She always said "these things can still be eaten", but I was really afraid that she would eat it badly. Once, I found out that she had brought out a moldy steamed bun and a plate of smelly leftovers, ready to be heated and eaten! I immediately stopped her and said solemnly, "Mom, this food is all bad, I can't eat it anymore!" But she didn't listen at all, and said, "It doesn't matter if there's a little mold, just heat up the leftovers." Hearing this, I almost exploded!
As time passed, the conflict between me and my mother intensified. More than once, I advised her not to eat leftovers, but she was always obsessed. That day, my mom actually took out a bowl of leftover rice and half a stinky fish to eat! I'm almost blown up, thinking to myself, this is outrageous, right? I yelled at her: "Mom, I've told you 10,000 times, don't eat leftovers, don't eat leftovers, why don't you listen!" But she lowered her head and said, "It's a pity to throw this away, and it's not bad at all, why do you have to throw it away" Hearing this, I was even more angry, snatched the bowl and plate, and poured it directly into the trash! 
This kind of conflict has been staged between me and my mother many times, and every time I feel extremely tired and helpless. However, when I calmed down, I began to reflect on all this. Although my mother's lifestyle is different from mine, there are reasons for her approach. Perhaps she insisted on eating leftovers out of thrift and unwillingness to waste.
And I was so obsessed with changing her habits out of worry and love. The conflict between mother and son may not be due to mutual incomprehension, but because of a lack of communication and tolerance. Perhaps, in the face of such a problem, I should listen more to my mother's thoughts instead of blindly intervening forcibly. What we need between us is not only accusation and tolerance, but also understanding and tolerance. Perhaps, only on the basis of mutual understanding, can we find a solution to the problem and make our relationship more harmonious.
In the face of my mother's living habits, I gradually realized that blame and conflict cannot solve the problem, and only understanding and tolerance can really bring us closer. Perhaps, I need to learn to listen more and be considerate rather than demanding. The relationship between mother and child is so complex and precious, and we should cherish and maintain this emotion even more. Perhaps, in the days to come, I will work harder to understand my mother and establish a more intimate and harmonious relationship with her. After all, a mother's love is selfless, and we should reciprocate it with the same warmth.
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