“嘎吱”门开了，表妹踮着脚尖，把脚步声压到最轻，手插在口袋里，小心翼翼地走到零食柜旁边。只见他抓紧把手，猛地向外拉，但柜门丝毫不动。他站在原地，手托着脑袋，想了一会儿。突然他跑到妈妈房间，拿出两根木棍，插到门锁里，转了转，“咔”的一声，他的眉毛翘到了额头上，嘴咧到了耳朵跟上，别提有多高兴了。他虽然只有六岁，但牙齿就像一颗颗煤炭球，这都是糖果惹的祸啊！他拿出一整包大白兔奶糖悄悄藏到沙发底下，拿出一颗，眼睛都发光了，这样子，活像个看到金银珠宝的小偷，他撕开糖纸，把一颗纯白透亮的奶糖塞进嘴里，又坐上沙发，找到电视遥控板，打开电视，看了起来。可这都被我看得一清二楚，我偷偷地用相机拍了下来。
The creaking door opened, and my cousin tiptoed, making her footsteps the lightest. She put her hand in her pocket and walked cautiously to the snack cabinet. He grabbed the handle tightly and pulled it outwards, but the cabinet door remained motionless. He stood still, holding his head in his hand and thinking for a moment. Suddenly, he ran to his mother's room, took out two wooden sticks, inserted them into the door lock, turned around, and with a "click" sound, his eyebrows raised to his forehead, and his mouth widened to his ears to keep up. He couldn't help but feel so happy. Although he is only six years old, his teeth are like coal balls, all of which are caused by candy! He took out a whole pack of white rabbit milk candies and quietly hid them under the sofa. He took out one and his eyes lit up, like a thief who saw gold and silver jewelry. He tore open the candy wrapper, stuffed a pure white translucent milk candy into his mouth, sat on the sofa again, found the TV remote control panel, turned on the TV, and started watching. But I saw it all very clearly, and I secretly took a picture with my camera.
一等妈妈回来，我就把表妹看电视，吃糖的事告诉了妈妈。但妹妹满不在乎，淡定地说：“我没有看电视也没有吃糖啊，哥哥说的都是假的！”说完还嘟起嘴，一副理直气壮的样子，妈妈不知事情真相，却把我也说了一顿，见事情没办法收尾，我便拿出了一张“证据”—照片，妹妹看了，眼神左闪右躲，双手捏住裤脚，把衣服拉了拉，脸越来越红，嘴角轻轻抽动着，眼睛泛起了红色，泪水在眼眶里打转，随时可以流出来，眼睛始终不敢看我们，好像在传达什么信息。过了一会儿，他知道错了，像我们一字一句地说：“我保证下次不再偷吃糖果了。”
As soon as my mother came back, I told her about my cousin watching TV and eating candy. But my younger sister didn't care and calmly said, "I didn't watch TV or eat candy. What my brother said is all fake!" After speaking, she pouted with a confident look. My mother didn't know the truth, but she also told me about it. Seeing that there was no way to end the situation, I took out an "evidence" - a photo. My younger sister looked at it, her eyes flickering left and right, her hands pinching the hem of her pants, pulling her clothes, her face getting redder and redder, her mouth twitching gently, her eyes turning red, tears swirling in her eyes, and she could flow out at any time. Her eyes never dared to look at us, as if conveying some message. After a while, he realized he was wrong and said to us word by word, "I promise I won't steal candy again next time