She went to the living room and turned on the TV.

The little girl saw the candy advertisement and she wanted to eat candy.

She thought of her parents' room with candy.

After hesitating for a while, she slowly walked to the door of her parents' room. After looking around, she carefully poked her head and mind at the door of her parents' room.

A few seconds later, she suddenly realized that there was no one else in the family now, she was the only one.

What did she do so tiptoe?

Like being a thief-

Ahem~

She suddenly coughed a few times.

What a thief...

She is not...

...

The little girl wandered around at the door for a long time and finally stepped into her parents' room.

She knew where her mother put the candy.

She has seen it.

She quickly walked to a cabinet.

She raised her head.

The candy jar is placed on the top shelf.

...

The little girl saw it.

A glimmer of joy suddenly lit up in the little girl's eyes.

The joy of discovering candy made the little girl forget her previous nervousness.

She looked around and looked around.

She ran out jogging.

Soon the little girl brought a small stool from her room.

She stepped on the stool.

Stretch your hands.

Hmm.

It's still a little bit short.

The little girl struggles to tiptoe.

The fingertips are exerting force.

...

Meet it!

The cool touch of the little girl made her look happy.

The little girl became more and more anxious.

She tried hard to hook the candy bowl with her fingers, trying to take it out.

...

After several failures, the little girl bit her lip in annoyance.

Just a little bit short.

The small stool is still a little shorter.

Really.

What did mom do if she put the sugar bowl so high?

The little girl couldn't help but complain.

......

She is tired.

The little girl gasped.

But after all this has been achieved, the little girl has a strong aura of not giving up until she gets candy.

She must get the candy.

...

The little girl got off the stool.

She lay back on her parents' bed.

The soft bed made the little girl feel better.

Her eyes were rumbling around.

Um?

She saw the book on the bedside table.

A flash of inspiration in the little girl's mind.

Have it!

...

The little girl brought two thick books and placed them on a small stool.

Looking at the little stool that had been raised a lot, the little girl smiled with satisfaction.

Humph.

Is this OK?

...

The little girl climbed onto the small stool a little clumsyly.

Because of adding two books, this height is a bit out of range for the little girl.

She couldn't be as easy as she had before.

And the books are unstable.

The little girl shaking slightly hurriedly reached out and grabbed the cabinet.

The feeling of the heart jumping out of the throat.

The little girl's face turned pale.

OK, so terrible.

It feels unsafe to step on a book.

The cover of the book is smooth.

There is not a very fixed feeling between the two books.

There is not a very fixed feeling between the book and the small stool.

...

Fortunately, there is a cabinet in front of me to hold on to help me.

After a while, the little girl who was getting used to it slowly let out a breath.

She raised her eyes.

Then, a surprise smile appeared on her face.

As expected, two books are much taller.

The sugar bowl has never been so close to her.

It's not far away.

It seems to be within reach.
Chapter completed!