Ah, do I hear you. My in-laws stayed with us in our tiny apartment in Beijing for 10 days over Spring Festival. His parents have such rigid gender roles and I've made it very clear with my husband that I want our roles to be more balanced- I don't mind cooking, but he better wash the dishes.
Especially at the beginning of their stay, they just about drove me insane. The bedding I'd just washed for them 2 days earlier was too stinky, they were up at 5AM wiping down our floors by hand and making us breakfast. This made me feel terrible. They were in my house, as guests (in my eyes anyway), and everything was too dirty, food too terrible, ect. Everything they did seemed to be a criticism of how we lived. My husband took the stance that they were just trying to help and show their love and I was reading too much into everything. His mother snapped at me because I suggested we have Peking duck one night because that was too fancy and wasteful. Argh.
Thankfully
they both speak in dialects with my husband and tend to funnel their requests through him. He's good about standing up for me and shielding me from a lot of their criticism- honestly, if the communication gates were wide open we'd probably argue a lot more. I hear so many stories of my co-workers who live with their in-laws and how they basically aren't able to make any of their own choices regarding running the household or raising their children.
They are nice people, and I know they really love their son, but- Cheers to
not living in the same town!