Tang Qingyun was halfway through swallowing a spoonful of congee and nearly choked.
Grandma Tang turned to Grandma. "Their maternal grandmother, Lin Aizhen, is also from Huizhou. Perhaps Su has heard of her?"
Grandma smiled. "Huizhou is a big place. It's not like you can know everyone just by hearing their name."
Grandma Tang nodded. "It's better that you don't. Knowing her is just asking for bad luck!"
"What do you mean by that?"
