Lisbon, the capital of Portugal, is a seaside city with clean and tidy streets that are a symbol of the city, and many historical places attract tourists every year!

Especially the cuisine, a variety of rice, potatoes, bread, meat, seafood and fish make up its main recipes. The Portuguese are famous for their codfish, and it is said that there are 365 ways to cook it (i.e. every day of the year can be different).

A chef in a restaurant was cooking cod when suddenly a dirty little hand appeared and quickly took the bread in his hand.

"Catch the thief! Someone stole bread! The chef's shouting startled the diners eating outside, and an old Chinese man found a thin body in the kitchen through the kitchen baffle, dodging the chef's pursuit.

This child's name is Jonke, only 12 years old this year, Chinese and Portuguese mixed-race, his mother is Chinese, his father is an authentic Portuguese, arrogant Jonke is sensible and has a memory, he knows that his father is a drunkard, and his mother is beaten every day.

Suddenly, one day, his mother left this home without the slightest warmth, and Jonke, who was only 7 years old at the time, kept asking, "Why didn't Mom take him away, is he not well-behaved?" ”

Since the day of the beating, Jonker's drunkard father has been beaten and scolded by the weak Jonk.

One day when he was 8 years old, Jonk also left that home and began to wander the major cities of Portugal, although it would be more appropriate to call it a meal.

One is four years, and in the last two years, Jonk's main activities are concentrated in the vicinity of Lisbon, and if he is really hungry, he can go to the sea to catch a few fish to eat.

At first, he did ask for food, but later he found out that stealing a little food from the kitchen once in a while is the delicacy of the world, and many times, seeing Jonker, a poor little beggar, many kind-hearted restaurant owners will take the initiative to give him a little food.

As Jonk grew up, he gradually became a habitual thief, stealing if he didn't give it, the more stingy the restaurant, the more he patronized, and he didn't bother to go to the beach.

Today, the owner of this restaurant is not only a Grande, but also a black-hearted fellow, a little beggar sent away, and several times he even let the dog go to chase Jonke, and Jonk was consumed with this restaurant when he came and went.

It's also strange to say, don't look at the thin body of the little beggar Jonck, but neither the people in the restaurant nor the dog have been able to catch Jonk once, and this kid can successfully escape every time he succeeds.

The scene just now has been playing out in the downtown area for the past few days, and the old man in China looked at the scene in front of him with interest, "This kid, is it very good?" ”

"Okay, don't chase it anymore, I'll be responsible for the losses he caused!"

"Boy, come here!"

"You call me, I'll go over, think beautiful!" The little Jonker was not at all like the old man, and even raised his head stubbornly.

"Come to me, take care of your meal!" The old man smiled and didn't care at all, and said something even more tempting.

"I don't have any money, I said okay, and then I want money again, and you're here," Jonk made a serious gesture with a Wang Ba gesture, and his two greasy little hands kept pointing at the panting restaurant owner.

The restaurant owner couldn't bear it anymore and said loudly: "Mr. Ouyang, don't worry about this matter, today you have to beat this little beast half to death, so you can come out to steal things at such a young age, and you have to grow up!" ”

"Hehe, kid, you heard it all, you can't get over!"

"I'm not a child, my name is Jonker! And who is the little beast called? Jonk thrust his waist into his small waist, and said a sentence to the two of them separately.

After listening to this, the old man of Huaxia smiled and said to himself, "Interesting little thing!" ”

"What about you, little brute!" The restaurateur yelled in frustration, oblivious to the linguistic trap.

After speaking, he found that he had fallen into Jonker's trap, picked up a basin and smashed it at Jonk.

"Enough!" Old Man Ouyang said, and the two walked in front of Jonke, and casually blocked the bowl thrown out.

The old man's movements were so fast that Jonk was stunned, he was rolling in society early, he didn't learn other skills, but the skills of stealing food and watching people were not too bad, "This old man is not an ordinary person!" ”

"Well, I'll listen to you!" Jonke said this, in fact, he had already thought about it in his heart, under the protection of the old man, he would leave the restaurant first, and then he would not be able to run away for a while, and he still had some confidence in his ability to escape.

Old man Ouyang didn't know what to say when he saw the little kid, and what the hell was Jork doing, but he didn't care, he walked to the restaurant owner, took out 5,000 escudos (Portuguese currency), put it on the board, turned around and grabbed Jonk and left.

Although the restaurant owner was angry, for the sake of money, he did not stop the old and the young.

Out of the restaurant, Old Man Ouyang let go of Jonke's little hand, "You can go at any time if you want to go, but let me tell you, there is only one chance, don't come back if you leave!" ”

Jonk looked at the old man, judging from the old man's clothes, he must not be an ordinary person, at least he should be rich, but what intentions can he make others as a little beggar, pedophile? Child trafficking?

Don't look at Jonker's young age and haven't read much, but the experience of four years of social drift has made him have many children of the same age who do not have ideas and are much more mature.

Thinking of many possibilities, Jonk denied them all, this old man gave him a very kind feeling, even better than his drunkard father, this is an instinctive feeling, it is strange that this is the first time Jonk has this feeling of people, worse than his mother, but also feels safe.

The old man Ouyang didn't speak anymore, and walked straight, and Jonke didn't speak, following the old man behind.

The old man walked faster and faster, and Jonk was able to catch up with it at first, but then he had to run to keep up.

Jonk couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, an old man who looked like he was in his 50s and about to be in his 60s, walking faster down the aisle than his tried and tested veteran, Jonk couldn't find the word to describe the way the old man walked.

However, many passers-by who saw it screamed again and again, if they were in China, some people would definitely say that they had seen the old immortals, it was too elegant.

Of course, the Portuguese don't know what an old fairy is, but they have an emperor, and the Portuguese will be surprised to see it, "My God, the old man still practices race walking!" ”

After more than half an hour, an old man and a young man finally stopped, at this time Jonke's little face had begun to drip black beads of sweat, and then wiped the sweat with his dirty little hands, and his face was completely the image of a little mud monkey.

Standing still, Jonker realized that he had arrived on a nearby hill at this time, and there was no one nearby, Jonk was a little scared, what did this old man want to do when he brought him here?

But soon, the frightened Jonke heard Old Man Ouyang's question: "Are you interested in being a flower thief?" ”

Jonk didn't think about it, and immediately asked, "Does the flower thief take care of the rice?" ”

Old man Ouyang stumbled under his feet, and this old fairy-like figure almost didn't stumble and rolled down the mountain.