Neighbors are cute today too

Chapter 5
"Ah!"

Lin Lu, who was eating noodles at home, sneezed unexpectedly.

The chewed noodles were like a flock of chickens released from the cage on the mountain, sprayed out from the mouth and nostrils, and covered the face of the pure white fat cat in front of him.

"Meow wow meow?"

"Oh, Xiaoman! It's so boring! Don't move, Daddy will wipe it off for you."

Lin Lu pulled a tissue, wiped his mouth first, and then wiped the little fat cat's face.

It was really crazy, and he sneezed suddenly.

"Fortunately, it didn't get stuck on the painting." Lin Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Meow?"

"Hey, Xiaoman, don't make trouble, this meat is for you to eat."

Lin Lu took a piece of braised pork out of the noodles and put it in front of the cat, so the little fat cat stopped being awkward.

I didn't eat in the cafeteria today, and I didn't bother to eat takeaway. After all, the takeaway shops around him basically let him finish eating, and he lost his appetite in a short time.

Fortunately, there was still some braised pork in the refrigerator that his mother had sent two days ago, so Lin Lu cooked some instant noodles to deal with it.

Although he knows that cooking by himself is more hygienic and healthy, Lin Lu has not had the time and thought to learn how to cook during this year of living alone, except that his mother is worried about coming to see him every two or three days and bring him some food. Besides dishes or soup, Lin Lu usually eats in the cafeteria or directly orders takeaway.

Simply eating instant noodles is certainly not healthy, but adding an egg, a piece of ham, and some braised pork that was not eaten two days ago, and finally tearing two slices of lettuce into it, the instant noodles can also be very healthy.

Speaking of which, I don't seem to be eating as well as Xiaoman, the little fat cat is very cute and chubby, and the soft and white hair like a dandelion is not lacking in nutrition.

Lin Lu held a fork in his left hand and continued to eat noodles, and held a paintbrush in his right hand to slide smoothly on the paper. In Nuo Da's house, only the occasional sound of him sucking noodles and the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper remained.

The reason why Lin Lu chose to become an art examinee is more because of his love for art. Although the art exam has ended, in order to maintain his hand feeling, he still spends a certain amount of time every day to paint or practice related skills.

Now my mother, stepfather and younger sister have all moved to a new house, and Lin Lu lives alone in the old house of nearly 120 square meters, but most of the time, he often stays in his room.

The room is large and has its own bathroom. The bed is a bit messy. The worn clothes are randomly thrown on the back of the chair, and the unworn clothes are thrown on the bed nearby. The wardrobe is turned into a decoration, and it is simply used by Lin Lu. It's time to put the painting supplies and other gadget materials that are running out of space.

The walls are almost covered with his favorite paintings, including character sketches, still life sketches, some art design patterns, and even a few words. The high-heeled shoes he designed, the medals he got for participating in various art competitions, etc.

These works full of artistic talent were randomly arranged in every corner of the room by Lin Lu, in stark contrast to this decadent youth-like scribbled bedroom environment.

It is not only those who are good at reading are called geniuses. Lin Lu explained this sentence. Although he dare not call himself a genius, at least in art and design, his talent is higher than many people.

The little fat cat finished the piece of braised pork deliciously, stepped on the drawing paper, and lay down lazily by Lin Lu's hand.

Its azure blue eyes watched Lin Lu’s nib wandering curiously, maybe he was too engrossed in the painting, sometimes after a long time, he remembered to take a mouthful of noodles, and the soup in the bowl had been sucked up by the noodles , the noodles become puffy and fluffy.

Gradually, an image of a girl dragging a suitcase appeared on the white paper. Lin Lu's carefulness in writing was quite rare for Xiao Man, so he didn't dare to make trouble.

When the inspiration emerges, the passage of time is hard to detect. It was not until the mother's voice sounded in the living room that Lin Lu came back to his senses.

"Xiaolu? Are you back? Why isn't the light in the living room turned on..."

"Oh! I'm in my room!"

Lin Lu quickly put away the paintings, took a look at the bowl, and saw that the unfinished noodles were all lumped together, and he lost his appetite.

Xiaoman jumped off the table when he heard the sound, and ran out of the living room in a hurry.

"Have you eaten yet, you will hide in your room as soon as you come back."

Mother Zou Wanrou had already walked to the door of the room, and when she saw the unfinished bowl of noodles on Lin Lu's table, she couldn't help feeling distressed and blamed——

"Eat instant noodles again! I told you that you would not eat in the cafeteria, so I brought back another meal."

"No, it's not every day. Mom, you brought me soup. I don't have much appetite anyway, so I just eat something."

"Look at you, how much you've lost weight now, and how chubby you were before. If your damn father sees you, you'll think your mother won't give you food."

Zou Wanrou sighed, Lin Lu didn't want to live there with her, and she could understand, but after all, it was the flesh that fell from her body, and it would be a lie if she said she didn't feel sorry for her, so she took the bowl in Lin Lu's hand and helped He took it to the kitchen to wash it up, then took out the clean bowls and plates, and served the soup and braised pig's trotters that he had brought over.

"Come over and have some soup. Let the trotters be warmed up in the microwave before eating."

"Hey, I like this soup!"

Lin Lu sat down at the dining table in a hurry, and smelled the sweetness of the soup and the sauce of the braised pig's trotters, and only then did he feel his stomach was empty.

"There are medicinal materials in the refrigerator, and I will not buy some ingredients to make soup. If my mother sees you eating instant noodles again, you pack up your things and go live with me."

"I promise there will be no next time."

Lin Lu gobbled it up, and fed a few pieces of meat to Xiao Man who was beside him, and Zou Wanrou helped him put away his clothes to dry on the balcony.

"Others say don't fall in love early, don't fall in love early, mom is really hoping that you can find a wife as soon as possible, it's better to be virtuous and take care of the family, and I will be satisfied if I can cook you a meal!"

"Mom, then your wish will come to nothing. How many girls can cook now?"

"Then find someone older."

"I don't mind being older than you?"

"If you dare, I will break your dog legs."

Zou Wanrou sat on the sofa and helped him fold his clothes. Although Lin Lu always felt that folding clothes was superfluous, he also understood the old mother's need to find something to do.

"Has your father sent you money this month?"

"Yes, he also asked me if I wanted to find a tutor for tutoring."

"Then do you want it? If you really can't keep up, you can find a tutor. If you don't have enough money, I have it... your father has it."

"Lets see."

Lin Lu actually doesn't like strangers coming to his home for tutoring and study. Although he has seen a lot of movies, he can't be too imaginative about it, otherwise everyone will send water to repair the air conditioner.

"Hey, did the house next door have a new girl?" Zou Wanrou asked curiously.

"Have you seen her?"

Lin Lu was also a little curious. Although he wanted to get close to that elder sister—it was just a natural reaction to an attractive woman, but being too proactive always seemed to have ulterior motives. He still doesn't know her name yet. I'll talk about it later when I have a chance up.

Maybe there is no chance, maybe the encounter in the elevator in the afternoon is the only encounter. The connection between people is always so weak, and even the marriage is not strong. This is probably because Lin Lu has little understanding of interpersonal relationships. pessimistic.

"When I first came here, I met her. The girl went out to take out the trash, and the door was also cleaned up. Her mouth was quite sweet."

"How do you know people are sweet?"

"Take the initiative to say hello to me. It's not like you. You usually don't call out when you see elders."

"I don't even know what to shout."

Lin Lu was powerless to complain, the current family structure was already complicated enough, and the number of seven aunts and eight aunts had doubled, how could he know what to call them.

"If you can be as sensible as that girl, Mom won't have to nag you."

"Tch, maybe my sister is also being nagged by my mother, you are all the same mother!"

"Hurry up and eat, take the bowl to me to wash."

"I will do it myself."

Lin Lu was washing the dishes, and Zou Wanrou went over to help him tidy up the room.

"Look at your room, what a mess it is! It's even more messy than a fat cat's den!"

"Meow."

"Mom, is there a possibility that Xiaoman never sleeps in the cat's bed?"

The mother and son got together for an hour, and Lin Lu felt that his ears were getting callused. Before leaving, Zou Wanrou also asked: "Tomorrow's Lantern Festival, you go over there to have dinner together, you know?"

"Okay, got it, mom, go back, I still need to read."

"Every day, I don't know if you are reading a book, you really should find someone to take care of you..."

Zou Wanrou went back, Lin Lu went back to the room and continued with the unfinished painting, Xiao Man also lay on the table and fell asleep soundly.

When the last stroke was made, it was ten o'clock in the evening before he knew it. Looking at the painting of "sister with luggage" in front of him, Lin Lu felt very satisfied, and his posture and eyebrows were vividly restored. It was as if she jumped off the page.

People who know how to draw are good at this. If you don’t feel comfortable taking pictures, just draw them. I heard that after college, there will be nude models. I don’t know what it will be like when I paint.

Lin Lu leaned on the chair, admiring the painting in his hand, looking for any flaws.

Xiaoman's soft cat ears moved, and then the doorbell rang in the silent room.

Since Lin Lu lived alone, except for ordering takeaway, the doorbell at home has almost never rang, and this made him stunned.

It's so late, who could it be?
He bent down and looked through the cat's eyes—

The new neighbor who just moved in today, the sensible little girl whose mother praised her was standing outside the door.

Lin Lu opened the door with a slightly surprised tone.

"elder sister?"

"Sorry to bother you so late, I wonder if you can help me with something..."

"In a hurry?"

"urgent."

(Thank you for the powerful tools, nothing more than your faith, and the leader of the two classmates, Yun Chenxia! The boss is generous! The boss makes a fortune! I wish the bosses all the best!)
　Thanks to the guardians of the ten-year flower pickers, the sword has never left the Yuan, the hall master who listened to the sunset, Mu Yangxin'an, the rudder master of book friend 20220830120808006, and Qiying Xingcan, the patriarch of the Tuanzi family, Shenhuangmo, Xian Ningju, One-stop travel, Wu Yanzu in Songzhong, Yozuki, Fang Henshao and other students gave rewards of thousands of coins and hundreds of coins, thank you~!

　　
　
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