My grandfather never remarried, and my grandmother never remarried. My childhood memories consist of the daily routines of this couple who were not spouses.,When I was eight years old, that year, my grandmother passed away.,That was a day in early spring. As usual, grandma sat under the big tree in the garden, enjoying afternoon tea made by grandpa. Grandma loved that rocking chair most of all; it was placed under the big tree. When she got tired, she would lie down for a little nap.。