One late night, I was hungry and got out of bed to find something to eat. As I passed by my grandmother's room, the door was slightly ajar. Out of curiosity, I peeked inside, and what I saw almost made me jump.,Grandma was a taciturn woman, but whenever she spoke, no one in the family dared to contradict her.,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.。