Grandfather looked at his grandmother in the garden, enjoying her afternoon tea which she had made herself, and smiled like a fool. He said:,At that time, I already found it unbelievable. I ran to my dad's bedroom and blurted out, "Is grandpa a pervert I saw him holding grandma's feet. Does grandpa have a foot fetish",The grandmother, swayed by the rocking chair in the gentle breeze, rested peacefully on it amidst the verdant rebirth of all things.。