We live in a large house in the countryside with a large family - my husband, myself, two sons and a daughter. The daughter is a schoolgirl, the middle son is a student. And the eldest is already working and has brought a “wife” into the house, and she is divorced with a child. Her son is ill-mannered - breaks everything, tears down, eats with his hands, beats our animals, swears with the mat in his 4 years. He does not go to the garden because she is too lazy to get up early. The “wife” herself is all unkempt and dirty. She's very boorish and kind of rambling. She doesn't work and doesn't want to. Her son is circling her like an eagle, planning to get married. My husband did not let them kick them out to free bread, he felt sorry for his son, in the end we all suffer, only this queen on the horse. Don't want to go home from work, disgusted.....
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When home no longer feels like home, when the guest becomes the master, and the host feels like a stranger in their own house... I don’t know if it was misplaced sympathy or blind trust, but now we are all trapped by one wrong decision. I just wish home could feel like home again...
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