The slaves were afraid that people and their beds would be blown away by the wind, so they tied all the beds together and tied their hands to the bedstead. All the beds were crowded together and bumped by the strong wind. They clanged all night.

It was hard for everyone to survive until dawn. The wind level strengthened again. Everyone could not keep their eyes open. People walked in the air. The deacons still drove the slaves to work on the construction site.

The truck first sent Jiang Yu to the factory and then Baoye to the construction site.

After Jiang Yu and a large group of them get off the bus, the heavy truck is blown to the left and right. When Baoye works, a strong wind suddenly overturns the truck.

At the moment when the truck falls to the ground, Baoye jumps out of the car sensitively. Taking advantage of the fact that deacon Zhu and his colleagues are not paying attention, Baoye uses blink to come to the health department of the building.

Laoliu and niangao are cleaning.

The whole building was covered with dust because the windows were not closed when the wind was blowing yesterday. Now it is enough for them to be busy for several days.

Baoye first cleans donglingce's office, and then goes to help Laoliu.

At eight o'clock, Wang Qiao did not show up.

Laoliu worried: "such a big wind, sister Wang is afraid that she can't come."

Nian Gao sneered: "it's ok if you can't come. It's terrible if something happens on the way from here."

Old six sighed.

Baoye, who is scrubbing the gate, asks, "we have finished cleaning the first floor. Are we going to clean the second floor?"

When Nian Gao looks at Baoye, he just sees a luxury car parked outside the door. Then, Dong lingce, the master of his family, steps down from the back seat. Under the strong wind, his long black hair still hangs neatly behind him, and the dust around him can't get close to him.

"Here comes the master."

Nian Gao quickly put the mops and buckets aside, so as not to pollute the master's eyes.

Baoye is stupefied. The wind is so strong. How can the spirit disease come to work.

He quickly opened the door to donglingce. After waiting for someone to walk in, he quickly closed the door to block the dust.

When Dongling CE sees Baoye, he is in a very bad mood: "it's a good day today."

Baoye's intuition tells him that he is thinking about his ideas again.

He glanced at the dusty sky outside and said, "master, it's time for you to wear glasses."

Dongling CE mouth a corner: "I said that today's wind is particularly good, just suitable for flying kites."

"Are you sure it's kite flying, not wind flying people?"

Donglingce's smile was a little deeper: "you go to find me a thick and long rope to my office."

"Do you want to make a kite?" Baoye doubts: "do you want to find paper, sticks and glue?"

"No Donglingce walked into the elevator and went up to the tenth floor.

Ten minutes later, Baoye finally knows why donglingce doesn't use paper and sticks to make kites.

Because donglingce was a spirit disease, he took him as a kite, tied the rope he found to his wrist, and then threw him out of the window like a ball.

Before Baoye's people turned around, they flew up into the sky: "fuck me, Dongdong, Dongdong, Dudu, Dudu..."

The flesh of his face and mouth was blown like the sea by the strong wind, which made his whole face distorted. He could not even speak completely and ate a mouthful of yellow sand.

Baoye quickly covers his mouth with both hands and spits out the sand in his mouth.

Dong lingce, sitting in front of the window, puts a long rope in his hand and drinks the tea in his cup with a smile. Then, he sees Baoye's slave trousers, which are swept away by the wind.

Baoye is not in a hurry to get it back. The pants worn by the slaves are elastic pants, which are very old. The elastic belt on the top of the trousers has been loose for a long time, and the trousers are wide seven part pants. Therefore, as soon as the wind blows, he directly takes off from under his legs.

When donglingce sees Baoye's little brother, he puffs and suppresses his laughter for a long time. He can't help laughing.