“Your grandfather was warming your grandmother's feet. Your grandmother wasn't feeling well and always had cold hands and feet. Your grandfather felt sorry for her. Just pretend you didn't see it, don't ever tell your grandfather about this.”,The grandmother, swayed by the rocking chair in the gentle breeze, rested peacefully on it amidst the verdant rebirth of all things.,Mom and Dad stood at a distance, but they didn't step into this small garden. At the time, I didn't understand. Didn't Mom and Dad feel sad。