The Village Chief remained silent, only striking his long tobacco pipe hard against a nearby table leg, producing a clattering sound.
Qiuting glanced at the Village Chief, feeling a bit uneasy inside. From that heavily lined face, he read three words: *Unbelievable!* Thus, he had to secretly devise another plan to cope with the situation.
Sure enough, after a long silence, the Village Chief suddenly asked Qiuting, "Since you are a native Shanghainese, why don't you speak a few words of Shanghai dialect for me to hear? Back when Factory Director Zhang was here, he would occasionally drop by Fang Yi's home, and when he was in a good mood, he would speak some Shanghai dialect. It's a pity, though, that he left after all... Now the desolate Pingding Mountain brick kiln has simply become a good place for the children to herd cattle and geese!"
Chapter 250