author:<p>Old Man&apo
state:serializing
brief introduction:
By the time grandfather was finished cooking in the kitchen that morning, grandmother would be up and there would always be a steaming hot meal laid out on the table. It wasn't always abundant, but it was always warm and inviting.,I always feel that my grandmother is being overly dramatic. Such a good grandfather, he doesn't remarry with anyone. I told my grandfather this, and my grandfather has never blushed at me before. That time, he slapped my butt hard. My grandfather said, Little bunny, if you ever think about your grandmother like that again, I'll beat you to death.,I will never forget, my once strong grandfather, with tears in his old eyes, sobbing and crying. He crouched for a long time beside Grandma's rocking chair. I will never forget my grandfather's hands, no longer young, tightly gripping Grandma's hand, which was gradually cooling and stiffening. At that moment, my grandfather cried like a child.。