"Little girl, if you want to eat meat, I can work hard to earn money. Little Changsheng, you're in good spirits. Tell your auntie where you live and if you have any relatives. Once you've recovered..."

"No, they're all dead. Auntie, are you trying to kick me out? I don't eat much, I'll eat less..."

Gu Changsheng spoke, lowering his head to avert his gaze. His small face was ashen, his fingers were digging into his nails, and he exuded intense unease.

Su Jiaoniang didn't ask any more questions. The child clearly didn't want to talk, and from his micro-expressions, she could tell that he wasn't lying; it seemed that his family was really gone.

Having lost his family and being hunted down, what good can come of a child carrying gold and flaunting it in the city? If the child is sent back, he might not even survive.

"Take good care of your injury. As long as you don't leave, your aunt won't kick you out." Su Jiaoniang stared at the little bald head for a moment. She had shaved his head herself, so there was a certain affection between them.

I wouldn't do something like kicking someone out.

Gu Changsheng let out a breath and continued to enjoy Su Jiaoniang's loving care.

Although there was no braised pork, there was meat in the dumplings, and he still felt very happy.

In the afternoon, Su Jiaoniang was not idle either. She found some good wood and made a model of a manual ice shaver. It was still a few sharp blades away from a mature ice-shaving machine. She got up and walked to the blacksmith's house in the village.

Sharp blades were hard to come by in that era, and even the most skilled blacksmiths couldn't match the precision of later generations.

Su Jiaoniang didn't want to give up her shaved ice business. This was the most suitable way to make money in the summer, so she asked, "Uncle Zhang, can I make it myself?"

Zhang Mugen paused for a moment, his chest exposed, sweat dripping down his back. He said in a deep voice, "What did you say, niece? To forge it yourself? Do you even know how to use a furnace? Can you even lift a hammer?"