The old lady's words sounded quite interesting, and you were instantly captivated, not even feeling the slightest bit awkward when she called herself "elder sister."
"Hmm, don't know, do you?"
Shaking your head, "I've never heard anyone say that before. If people's suffering is a fixed amount, then why do some people have such bad luck (pronounced 'although') their whole lives?"
"While suffering may be a fixed amount, the problem is, if he doesn't actively confront his suffering, enduring the most painful and miserable days of his life, then this difficulty will accompany him forever, until death."
You nodded with half-understanding, "Thank you, old... cough, granny, hey, why are you hitting me, granny!"
You innocently rubbed your head.
"Call me elder sister."
I'll call you sister, my foot!
Of course, you didn't actually say this out loud; otherwise, you really wouldn't know how she might've beaten you.