Shengliver’s Note: Most stories about grandparents are sweet, but this one is a bit sour.

In this entry I’ll write about my grandad, father of my mother.

Generally speaking, my parents take good care of him, considering his advanced age. However, he is intrinsically prejudiced against my mother. Like a lot of conservative Chinese dads with a bias against their female offspring, he favours my uncle, his biological son, who has never taken care of him for a single day actually. Instead of living with his son, Grandad is with us. I just cannot understand why he treats my mother like dirt. Is it just because my mother isn’t male? That’s too funny.

One day there were many guests in my house who were watching TV chatting. All of a sudden, my grandad whined, “Who has taken my money?” He kept fussing over it for half an hour, in an angry loud voice. In fact, no one had seen his money because he always had his cash stashed away in his money bag. The truth was that he desired to have my mother lose face and to pester her in the presence of our relatives and friends.

Scenes of this kind recur in my family every few days. What unnerves me most is that I am afraid that my mother might develop the same disease as my deceased granny, should my grandad always have his way.

How ridiculous my grandad is!