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When I opened the cabinet door at the top, there were rows of glass seasoning jars. Sure enough, the mouth of the sugar jar was slightly raised.

It's like being pulled out by something.

Feeding on human food and hiding in human homes?

Moriyuesha moved the two trays back to cover the hole.

After thinking about it, Sen Yuesha simply squeezed out two white sugar cubes and placed them in the most obvious place on the kitchen counter with a big fanfare. She took a small teacup full of drinking water and put it away, and then quietly walked around the bathrobe. Back to the bedroom on the second floor.

Behind the tray, at the entrance of the dark cave, a red figure disappeared in a flash.

90 Chapter 6 Loan and Arrietty

This is Pod's hole.

The portal of his castle, the gate of his house.

The small hole opened from the back of the kitchen furniture is a side opening.

The real right way is to enter from behind the clock on the second floor, through a long, dusty dark passage.

There are a series of wooden and iron gates here to keep out mice and insects.

Handy Pod uses iron pieces from folding cheese tins, can rings, iron mesh covers, etc., to make a mechanism that only he and his family can crack.

In this regard, his wife Homily believes that her husband is simply afraid of mice, so that he is forced to become a skilled craftsman.

Pod flatly denied it.

Carrying a small bundle of sheepskin gloves on his back, he walked down the corridor with a complicated mechanism of hairpins and pins on the door.

Passing the ventilation grille, you can still vaguely see the small gravel road outside and the clumps of rhododendrons on the road.

At the end, behind the big iron door is a small wooden door.

Pod skillfully opened the lock of the sewing needle and pushed in the door.

The wife was cutting potatoes with a kitchen knife made of half a pair of scissors. Behind her, Arrietty in red was kicking potatoes and running around. The grown-up girl did not follow her mother's cautious character.

Instead, he became more and more detached, like a tomboy.

"I'm back." Pod took off his bag with difficulty, let it slide down against the wall a little bit, and wiped the sweat from Chubby's face.

His wife, who was cooking, had black hair tied behind her head and a long yellow apron on her chest.

"Ah, Pod!" She put down the kitchen knife, stepped on the blotting paper rug, walked over quickly, and brought a chair made of a medicine bottle cap for her husband.

"I brought it back." Pod sat on the bottle cap, took off his shoes, pulled the rubber band at the mouth of the bag, and a brand new bright silver fork revealed the handle. "Here."

"Are you okay?" Homily didn't pay attention to the fork. She stared at her husband's round face, took out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe his sweat, and asked about today's situation.

Pod took it contentedly and wiped his face: "It's okay, that girl went out today. I climbed up the kitchen counter along the curtains, pulled open the drawer with a rubber band, and easily 'borrowed' it away.

who I am?The "Craftsman Pod" who can borrow things the most! "

Homily rolled her husband's eyes, squatted down, touched the silver fork with a face full of surprise, and impatiently threw the rapier—the sewing needle that her husband handed over to the side, holding the fork into the house full of joy .

At the bottom of the bag, there are two white square ponds.

Pod picked it up and put it in the cupboard.

Arrietty looked at her father, who made a weird face at her and beckoned to her.

The girl grimaced barefoot with a dull face, turned around, and went back to her hut with coral-colored hair.

In the living room, a pushpin lay flat on the table and was used as a candlestick.

Various 'weapons' hang on the walls:

Rabbit swords made of sewing needles, daggers made of pins, and darts made of sharpened pieces of iron wire were threaded into a string and hung on the side.

The girl pulled up her trousers and sat on the bed with her feet on the table.

In the candlelight, Bai Nen's slender feet were upturned, she was holding a large book in her hand, and she was writing a diary with her head down.

"Today, it opened."

"Is that girl the queen we're waiting for?"

"Grandpa's words are really true, right?"

"Arrietty! Dinner!"

There was a knock on the door from outside.

Judging from the severity, it must be his mother.

Arrietty pouted, snorted, jumped out of the bed vigorously, hid her diary, hummed a song, and happily opened the door.

"What's for dinner today?" she asked.

"Potatoes and onion rings. Also, these are all 'borrowed' by your father. If you don't eat this and don't eat it like yesterday, you can go back to my room!"

The girl drooped the corners of her eyes, and behind her mother, Pod had a round face and winked at his daughter.

Arrietty pointed at her father: "Mom, look at him!"

Homily looked back suspiciously.

Her husband sat upright at the dining table, with a small bandage cut out on his chest as a napkin.

He looked at the food in front of him with a serious face, and then raised his head with a puzzled expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" The man's expression was completely outside the situation.

"Dad!" The girl avoided her mother and sat down on the cushion angrily, ignoring him.

"Okay, okay, come and eat." Pod greeted his wife with a smile and sat down, his curved eyes squeezed into a slit.

"It's a pity that the tenant this time is a girl.

If it were an old gentleman, maybe he could make another living room for my treasure. ' Pod chatted with his wife while eating potatoes.

The place where Arrietty lives now is made of two humidors by Pod.

There are also lovely, tulle-clad women playing trombone on the ceiling.

Below is a piece of woods and sandy beaches, the scenery is vivid and exquisite.

Homily didn't think so, with a little covetousness on the woman's face: "I see the gem! The shiny one, the emerald green one, and—"

"Homily."

Pod called his wife's name solemnly, interrupting her in the middle.

"I remember, we have rules."

The zigzag lines on Homily's face faded instantly, and the woman muttered, "I know, I know, maybe she will leave someday, and she even forgot the bunch of jewelry in the drawer..."

The little people have the rules of the little people, and they are not allowed to take things that the giants care about.

Even when circumstances permit, they usually maintain a simple life.

For example: jewelry, gold and silver, etc.

And once the attention of the giants is attracted, the fate of being discovered...

From moving house, to 'disappearing'.

Even if they move, it's not something they can afford.

Although Homily, like other women, has a personality that likes jewelry and gold and silver jewelry, she also understands the importance of it.

——It used to be fine. The person who lives here is a musician. He sits in front of the piano and sheet music table every day for a day. It is safe to borrow things.

Today, the homeowner has another girl, a young girl.

Young, curious, indifferent, sensitive, suspicious.

This suddenly increases the risk of my husband borrowing things.

Although I like those shiny things, I can't let my husband go out for him in danger.

Homily sighed.

"Fortunately, this girl's daily actions are very regular. Balcony, morning tea, and then go out with an easel, and come back in the evening."

Pod wiped his mouth and said, "Even if I waltz on the carpet, she won't notice!"

Arrietty pouted, "Mr. Pod..."

"Ouch!"

Homily picked up the small spoon and slapped her daughter on the head: "Call Dad!"

Arrietty rubbed her head: "Father, my dear father, Mr. Pod the craftsman. Can't find it?"

"Today, did you come back with a candy cube?"

Chapter 91 Chapter 7 The Fairy and the Fate Changer

After the meal, the table was cleaned up.

Husband Pod and wife Homily sat at opposite ends, with Arrietty in the middle.

The old couple stared at their daughter with serious faces, trying to control their emotions so that they wouldn't get out of control.

Pod's voice trembled a little: "You mean? She found footprints after I left?"

The man swayed and leaned against the corner of the table to stand up. He was halfway up, but suddenly lost his strength and sat down on the mat, gasping for breath.

His eyes were full of horror.

Arrietty nibbled at the big nut happily, and gave her father a glance: "Of course, she also put two pieces of sugar on the bright side of the kitchen counter, and I saw them all.

Sugar... very sweet.

I'll just move in tomorrow, right? "

Homily was not surprised by her daughter's 'adventurous spirit', she patted the back of her hand: "Listen, Arrietty."

"Borrowing is a skillful job, like art.

Many people who have borrowed things have lived in this house, and now, we are the only family left.

Do you know why? "