After recounting her experience, Madam Qin lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, ladies. If you feel that I bring bad luck to your husbands, I will leave immediately and will not disturb you."
Song Wanyin was a sensitive person, capable of writing such moving stories. She was furious after hearing the story of Qin Niangzi.
"Please don't say that! Your husband died of illness, what does that have to do with you? That Yang family is utterly shameless! If they really disliked you, they would have stayed far away from you long ago. But they can't bear to give up the teahouse's profits, so they let you work in the teahouse while not wanting you to go out and show your face to people. They are utterly despicable."
Meng Zhao nodded in agreement. "You can rest assured about that. My situation is somewhat similar to yours. On the day of my wedding, my husband was conscripted to guard the border and passed away not long after. If there really is such a thing as 'husband-killing,' then we really are destined to be the same."
Qin Niangzi looked up at Meng Zhao, surprised that Meng Niangzi had such a past, which made her feel a sense of sympathy. With reddened eyes, she asked, "Then, do you two ladies not mind me? Are you willing to let me stay and work?"
Meng Zhao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile. "Whether you are a jinx to your husbands or not is none of my business. After all, I'm not going to marry you. What I value is your ability. You can stay and work in the teahouse for now, but we still need to reconsider the manager position."
Qin Niangzi's eyes glistened with tears as she looked at them with deep gratitude: "Thank you both so much! Don't worry, whether I'm a shop assistant or a manager, I will do my best and work hard."
Since Qin Niangzi didn't have a fixed place to stay at the moment, Meng Zhao arranged for her to stay in the backyard of the teahouse and go back to pack her things.
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