Okay, I got it already. A normal mother is able to explain to a child the imperfection of the world. And why the uncle can allow pork, and the mother will not, especially.
My grandmother is like that. Very quickly to the child came to know that she is kind, because rarely appears in his life.
What is Tragedy? Don’t go to that uncle anymore. Or go and pack with pleasure. You can also participate in the process.)