"Why not look for a job?"
Li Jingsheng asked her.
"People see that my mom has a child, and they don't dare to hire her."
The little boy was indeed adorable; after being scolded by his mother, he still rushed to answer.
"The child is so well-behaved. You must let him go to school; otherwise, it will ruin the child's future."
Li Jingsheng persuaded the woman.
"He doesn't have an identity document."
This time she finally spoke, marking the first formal conversation with Li Jingsheng.
Perhaps she was genuinely hungry.
She was eating quickly, her manner more masculine than a man's.
"What's the reason he doesn't have an identity document? As long as there's a birth certificate, getting it is not difficult."
"I gave birth to him at home, so there's no birth certificate."
"You should be able to get an identity document by contacting the local police station and village committee for verification, right? It's easier to register during a census."
