"Second son's hand is already like that, and all you noticed was his abs and ferocity?"
The word 'ferocity' didn't feel quite right as it slipped out, but it was too late for the old man to take it back. Having been earwormed by the old lady's chatter every day, he had surprisingly picked up quite a few fresh terms.
The old lady nodded, "I saw it. He's a man, after all. Besides, he's so fierce. He got shot last time and it was nothing. This little injury is nothing."
The old man asked, "Are you really his grandmother?"
"No, I'm his step-grandmother."
The old lady sat on the bed and started watching a video again.
The old man rubbed his temples, still not recovered, and was stunned by what the old lady said next.
The old lady looked up at the old man, "Don't you think an uncle and niece pairing is the loveliest kind?"
"...!"
The old man snatched the phone from the old lady's hand.
The old lady protested, "Why are you grabbing my phone?"
