I offer my mother-in-law a good remedy for the Colorado potato beetle, but she needs us to collect this dirty trick by hand

It seems to me that after the marriage of her son, the mother-in-law had only one goal left in life – to fuck me, her poor daughter-in-law, harder. Although I didn’t say a bad word to her.

She does everything to make my life difficult. The husband often goes on business trips, and it is then that his mother suddenly needs something.

Bring her medicines, and not just any medicines, but those that are sold in the pharmacy farthest from us. There they are two rubles cheaper, and there is always a kilometer-long queue of pensioners receiving benefits.

I tell her that I’ll just buy her medicine with my own money, but no, she needs it from there. Once I bought it at another pharmacy, so she found out from the receipt (and she always requires receipts) that I was not in her favorite pharmacy, and caused a scandal.

What difference does it make to her? I didn’t buy another medicine, but the same thing, just in a different place. These are not pies that are baked well in one place, but not so well in another.

She asked her to come clean up. It was before Easter, her blood pressure was jumping due to the weather. I didn’t refuse, I came with my own cleaning products, gloves, and a mop, because I saw what my mother-in-law used to clean and was not enthusiastic.

And again my husband’s mother didn’t like it. She insisted that I wash her with products that were so chemical that they ate away at my eyes. You have to wear a gas mask to work there.

For some reason I also got angry at the rubber gloves. They say that with gloves on I can’t feel how well I’ve washed the floors; I have to swipe it with my bare hand to feel if there’s sand.

It seems to me that if I give birth, then she will make some demands, and if she doesn’t like it, she will say that I should give birth again.

Now we have an epic with the Colorado potato beetle. My mother-in-law herself doesn’t want to collect it, which is completely understandable, but we have to fight this scourge, otherwise they will devour all the potatoes.

What solution? Send my husband and I to manually collect this dirty trick. Both larvae and adult beetles. And also look for clutches on the leaves in order to deliver a preemptive strike against the parasite.

We don’t have our own dacha, but my parents have been dacha owners all my life. And at one time I got the hang of this bug and I just don’t want it.

But then my parents found the right means to get rid of this nasty thing, and now neither I nor my parents rush around the garden beds with a bucket, collecting this nasty stuff.

I went and consulted with my parents about this and found out what they spray their potatoes with to protect them from beetles.

They are not fans of any chemicals, so if they use the product, it means that it is safe for people and plants. That’s for sure.

They told me a bioactive product that is non-toxic and harmless to others, noting only that this biological product does not affect beetle eggs, but the larvae and adults die quite quickly from it.

You just need to process it several times so that the larvae that emerge from the eggs do not have time to devour what their predecessors failed to devour.

But these are minor things; it’s better to treat the plants with a solution than to sneak between the beds to collect these crawling reptiles. It seemed so to me.

But my mother-in-law had her own opinion. She flatly refused to use any drugs, stubbornly insisting that she would not allow her garden to be poisoned with chemicals.

So the beauty of it is that it’s not chemistry. These are fungi and bacteria that are dangerous specifically for pests, and they won’t even make a person sniffle.

But the mother-in-law stood her ground – take a basin and go collect the Colorado potato beetle with your hands. Then I suggested using folk remedies. Yes, the same infusion of wormwood. It certainly won’t hurt the potatoes.

My parents sometimes cultivated their plantation this way. Wormwood, wood ash and boiling water – that’s the whole composition. We infused the solution and went to spray it. Yes, it won’t protect you from eggs, but it’s completely harmless.

The mother-in-law stands her ground – only with her hands. Well, I sent her to hell. Well, what is it? Does she need a result or a process? Scratching her ego under the rays of the scorching sun doesn’t make me smile at all.

Let her fight the bugs herself manually, but I’m already tired of listening to her whims.

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