A long time ago, my grandma and grandpa lived in a house with a big front yard. They planted lots of vegetables and flowers in the yard. They worked hard to keep the garden growing. All summer long, the family ate food from the garden and enjoyed the flowers. Years passed. It became harder for them to keep up the garden. So they made it a little smaller. Then one summer Grandpa died. It was a lonely winter for Grandma. It was hard for her to care for the garden alone. When spring came, she planted just a few vegetables and flowers. One day in the early summer, Grandma heard big noises in the yard. She looked out of the window and saw thousands of bees. What could she do? Should she _ someone to get rid of the bees? But that would cost more than she could afford. She decided to wait. Over the next few days, the bees were busy with their own business. Grandma decided the bees wouldn't bother anyone, so she didn't give them another thought. That summer, Grandma's little garden grew and grew. The neighbors would stop to admire the big crop of vegetables and the lovely flowers. One day, Grandma's brother visited. As Grandma made him delicious squash pan cakes  , she told him about the bees. Frank said, "Farmers often hire beekeepers to set up beehives  . The bees, pollinate   the crops and help them to grow." "So that's why my garden is doing so well!" Grandma exclaimed  . After that, she believed that Grandpa had sent the bees to take his place and make Grandma's little garden grow and grow... The garden became smaller than before, because  _
the grandpa died they became old they didn't have enough money Because they didn't need so much food