Ye Qianzhi leaned against the window, peering curiously through the narrow gap at everything in the courtyard.,Two people walked to the table and put a bowl of white porridge and a small bowl of red braised meat on it.,A thought struck her mind, but Ye Qianzhi wouldn't agree directly. After some deliberation, she said, "It's fine if I get married, but... I don't know much about the Song family. You have to tell me about the Song family's situation so that I can make a choice."。