Grandfather looked at his grandmother in the garden, enjoying her afternoon tea which she had made herself, and smiled like a fool. He said:,If you don't respect me, it's fine. But if you disrespect your grandmother, I'll cook you some chestnuts and pork belly.,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.。