Ye Qianzhi leaned against the window, peering curiously through the narrow gap at everything in the courtyard.,"Want to eat" The elderly woman put the braised dish aside and sat down on a stool, looking at Ye Qianzhi, and said word by word: "As long as you listen obediently and don't think about going against me, you can have all the white rice and braised dishes you want.",“Think it over carefully. Are you going to marry into the Song family in place of your cousin, or marry Wang Mazizi!” The older woman said coldly: “The Ye family raised you for fourteen years, it wasn’t for nothing.”。