我爷爷是关东大汉,在我奶奶面前却温顺得像只小猫。我奶奶瘦小柔弱,慈眉善眼,说起话来细语轻声,从没见她发过脾气。爷爷火爆性子,发作的时候,爸、妈和我都会噤若寒蝉。可只要奶奶轻轻咳一声,爷爷的身子会立即矮上一截,把满口的怒吼全都咽回肚子里去。偶尔奶奶的轻咳不能奏效,奶奶就会祭出她的“撒手锏”——一只枣红色的小木盒,抚摸着小木盒叹息垂泪。这时,爷爷马上就老老实实地安静下来,甚至还赔上笑脸地哄 My grandpa is a Kanto daddy, but in my grandmother’s face is as gentle as a kitten. My grandmother is thin and delicate, kind, soft spoken, softly whispered, never seen her temper. Grandpa hot temper, attack time, dad, mom and I will fickle. As long as my grandmother gently cough soon, my grandfather’s body will be short on a short, full mouth roar all back to the stomach. Occasionally my grandmother’s cough does not work, Grandma will impose her “Caesar ” - a jujube little wooden box, stroking the small wooden box sigh tears. At this time, my grandfather immediately quietly down, and even lose smile to coax