Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious.

Chapter 1083

Although Liu Erlong is the daughter of Yu Luomian, her mother's background was not good, and could even be considered lowly.

In order to allow Liu Erlong to grow up better, Liu Erlong's mother, Liu Meier, traveled thousands of miles alone to settle down in Tiandou City, spending her life savings to buy a place to live in this relatively poor western part of the city.

Although they now have a small home of their own in Tiandou City.

But that's precisely why.

When Liu Meier learned that she had a terminal illness, there was no longer enough money to treat her.

She kept it a secret from Liu Erlong, delaying treatment until her illness became terminal. By the time Liu Erlong discovered it, it was too late for any medicine to cure her.

Liu Erlong had told Ye Qiu about some of the things that happened during this time.

The fact that Liu Meier could be frozen in the basement indicates that at this point in time, she was still suffering from illness.

Ye Qiu wasn't sure if going directly to Liu Erlong's door like this would seem too abrupt. But he couldn't just wait to bump into her by chance, could he? That would be too time-consuming and too reliant on luck.

Since Erlong was able to take the initiative to attack when they first recognized each other, he can naturally take the initiative to come to her now. Even if it's under the guise of becoming a live-in son-in-law, it's not a big deal. It's a two-way street.

At this time, Erlong shouldn't be very old; he should have awakened his martial soul around six or seven years ago. When Erlong's memories first awakened, he kept grabbing onto him and calling him Brother Ye Xiu.

Ye Qiu walked along the road casually.

Although the west side of the city is a gathering place for the poor and the homeless, poverty in each place is relative.

Liu Erlong's residence is located in a prime area of ​​the western part of the city. Although it lacks the hustle and bustle of the eastern part, it is still a top-tier location in the western part, only two or three kilometers away from the most prosperous eastern district. The house is a single-story bungalow of over 160 square meters, with a small, independent courtyard surrounded by fragrant flowers. The space is enough for a family of three to live comfortably, with room for future expansion. The entrance is a heavy iron gate, and the other three sides of the courtyard are surrounded by walls more than two meters high, with rusty arrowheads cast on top for protection, both to prevent trespassing and to add a sense of privacy to the courtyard.

This is definitely a high-quality property in the Xicheng area.

To be able to buy a place like this.

Liu Meier's financial strength should have been quite good.

But at this moment, outside the small courtyard where the faint fragrance of flowers wafted, chaos had already broken out.

Three groups of debt collectors blocked the iron gate.

They stood in twos and threes, each with a fierce expression and greedy eyes.

Although the number of people was small, they still crowded the courtyard, and the heavy malice made the fragrance of the surrounding flowers seem less intense.

Anyone could tell that this group of people were no good.

The neighbors had already hidden far away and were watching from behind the windows of their rooms.

Closest to the iron gate was a group of about four or five middle-aged men dressed in coarse cloth jackets with shrewd, mercenary faces. They stared intently at the courtyard and houses inside.

He shouted and yelled, spitting everywhere, completely disregarding whether anyone was in the yard.

The scarred man at the head of the group pounded his fists on the heavy iron gate, making the bars rattle loudly, and roared, "Liu Mei'er, stop hiding! If you can't pay back the hard-earned money you owe me, you'll have to pay me back with this house!" (End of Chapter)