I told him not to sleep in my bed because I would get angry. I agreed at the time but still refused to listen afterward.
I didn't listen to him when he told me not to touch my things, especially the desk area. I just said yes, but the reality is the opposite.
I usually have poor storage and organization skills and have no logic. I always have to store things in the house randomly and rearrange things that I have sorted out. The result is chaos. My father has not done much housework since he was a child. He is a spoiled son at home, and the housework is done by several older sisters. One time, the eldest aunt said that when the third aunt went to my dad's place, she found that he couldn't put on the quilt well and didn't know how to put on the quilt, but she helped him put on the quilt. This shows that it was normal.
The trivial things in life are more torturous, because they happen every day and we face them every day, so they are called trivial things, but they are actually big things.
I usually tell him not to do things that are beyond his power and may bring danger. Once he climbed on the table and stood on it to repair the wardrobe, one meter above the ground, an 84-year-old man.
He doesn't do the cooking himself, and when I do, he always tells me not to do it. It seems that my cooking affects him and makes him feel annoyed. His thoughts and ideas are eccentric.
I told him not to drink milk. He is lactose intolerant, which puts a lot of pressure on his gastrointestinal tract. He farts a lot and is often a little incontinent. He refuses to listen for many years and keeps milking because he doesn't think what I say is right. He has poor understanding and strong self-confidence. There is no cure for this situation.
No matter how lazy you are in life, after washing the clothes, you never take them out of the washing machine and put them in a basin to dry. No matter how many they are, you just hold a pile of clothes in your two hands and drop them along the way.
Hygiene at home is rarely done, and when it is done, it is very superficial. The outer ring of the toilet is often stained with urine. I told him to sit down and use the toilet to urinate, but he still said yes but actually refused to listen.
He also made the sconce fall off the wall. I don't know what he wanted to do. Should he replace it or repair it?
All the goldfish I raised died, and the water was kept like this. In the end, the fish tank was full of bugs swimming around, which was disgusting.
I couldn't find the clothes. Every time I looked for a small part of the clothes in a large pile of mostly unworn clothes without any classification. He said that his clothes were placed randomly. He said that the space was small, but the space was big before. I couldn't stand it for one day, so I helped him sort out all the clothes. I conservatively threw away some of the clothes that he didn't wear. In this way, I also threw away a lot of clothes. The cabinets and drawers for storing clothes were freed up, which was completely enough.
The removed light bulbs were placed casually on the glass plate where the fruit was placed, and the dirty power strip was placed on the iron box where the moon cakes were placed. There was no logic at all.
In the past few days, I have started to have some new ideas about my relationship with my dad. From now on, I will no longer care about him. I will have less contact with him unless there is a problem or something goes wrong. I usually don’t come to this home in Shanghai, although I am a little reluctant to live in Shanghai.
Another time, I received a call from the police saying that my dad had fainted outside and had been sent to the No. 10 People's Hospital. I hurried there. It was far away, and the doctor asked me why he was traveling so far alone.
After all the fussing and taking him home, he went on a bus ride to Xujiahui the next day.
He withdrew 100,000 in cash from the bank. What happened in a few seconds made me spend 2 hours queuing up for him to make a deposit. The next day he withdrew another 100,000 and I spent another 2 hours depositing it. I don’t want to describe my anger at that time in words.