Ermao's Son, Zhang Goudan?

"You should stand up first, and we can talk inside."

Li Yidao extended his hand to help.

However, the other person persisted in kneeling.

But Li Yidao's strength was not to be underestimated.

With a little effort, he easily pulled the person up.

"What's your name?"

After helping the person up, Li Yidao calmly changed the subject.

He also motioned for the person to sit down.

The young man controlled his emotions.

Haltingly, he said, "My name is Zhang Goudan, and my father is Zhang Ermao."

"He's the Miner Ermao you followed on the internet a few days ago."

"After he fell... he didn't make it..." Zhang Goudan's eyes were filled with pain.

Li Yidao nodded gently, encouraging him to continue.

He knew that Zhang Goudan's visit wasn't just to tell him he was Miner Ermao's son.

And...

Coming from such a distant place to ask for help in arranging a funeral, things certainly couldn't be that simple!