I can't provoke my wife by wearing it against me

Chapter 698 Are You Really Poor?
"Thank you." Ye Luo smiled and took the ID card.

The identity given to her was a young country girl. Her parents passed away the year before last, and she was the only one left. Her population was very simple.

It's just right for her.

As for her appearance, she is also very ordinary. With a little makeup, she can become similar to her.

Anyway, when you take the train, you will not carefully check your ID card, which is not as strict as the plane.

"8 polite and 8 polite, Ni can tell me what to do, I always listen to Nidi, and my name is Cuihua."

"Cuihua, help me buy two train tickets to Fancheng."

"I've already bought the bird. I will cut U City first and then transfer to Fancheng. Let's fight at 8 o'clock tonight."

She took out two train tickets from the jacket pocket with a few threads missing.

Ye Luo asked curiously: "Cuihua, is it necessary for the organization to dress you like this, or do you really have no money to buy clothes?"

No, how could there be poor people in his brother's organization?
"Ougi is rich." Cuihua said seriously.

"Well, I just bought a few sets of clothes. You can choose one. The material is not good, but it is better than the one you are wearing."

Cuihua waved her hands again and again: "8Yongniao, I feel comfortable wearing this, and I like wearing it on my body."

Ye Luo smiled: "Okay."

"What do you want for Ni, I will help Ni buy it."

"I want to eat whistle noodles. The whistle noodles in the county are delicious."

The original owner ate whistle noodles once in the county seat, and she never forgot about it. Unfortunately, she never ate whistle noodles from the county seat until she died.

"I'm going to help Ni buy, Ni will rest for a while, I will be very fast."

Ye Luo looked at her back and smiled, feeling that she was so good that she could understand her words mixed in various dialects!
She called Xi Fan Luo: "Brother, why are your people so poor, at least you should pay them some wages."

"The people in her place are so poor. I made her rich, so how can I pretend? As a spy, I have to blend into the local area, invisible and colorless."

"No wonder she said she has no money."

"She doesn't have much money, but she has mines."

Ye Luo: "..."

What a joke to me, there is no money at home even if there are mines.

"Do you want me to pass on a copy of her information to you? It is clearly written on the work of her ancestors for eighteen generations."

Ye Luo shook her head: "Forget it, let me figure it out, she won't lie to me anyway."

The secret agent information in Xivan Luo's hands must be the secret of their organization, and she doesn't need to read it.

Ye Luo changed into the rustic clothes she just bought today.

He took off the expensive clothes that he had deliberately soiled and put them in the brazier and burned them.

Just after Cuihua finished cooking, she came back with a bowl of noodles. The noodles were still steaming, so she brought back the bowl.

"The mud is fast, it's very good." Cuihua put the noodles on the table in the room.

After Yeluo finished eating the noodles, Cuihua said again: "The mud is wide enough to lie down and sleep for a while, the train is comfortable."

When Cuihua went to deliver the bowl, Yeluo lay down and fell asleep.

At night, she went to the train station. The train station in the county town really made her speechless.

There are not many people, but it is dirty and messy everywhere. The waiting room of the train station is full of garbage, instant noodles are scattered everywhere, and no one cleans it.

The chairs are plastic, and none of them are clean, they are all black and white.

Only when I got on the train did I know that the train station is not the worst!

(End of this chapter)