Grandma's ten fingers never touched the spring water. Even when she was most likely to come into contact with water, it was only in the garden watering the flowers. Grandpa said that Grandma was just fine like 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。