Father's Gift

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I could imagine many scenarios, but I never expected Xiaoying to suddenly suggest a trip.

This sudden attack caught me completely off guard, and I stood there dumbfounded, my mouth agape as I chewed.

"Honey, what's wrong? I suddenly want to go on a trip, you don't need to be so surprised, do you?"

Xiaoying blushed and said coquettishly when she saw me standing there dumbfounded.

"Ah, nothing, nothing. You want to go on a trip? Sure, I'll definitely go with you when I have some free time,"

I quickly replied, trying not to let Xiaoying see through my act.

I lowered my head and continued to devour the food on the table. I wondered if it was because my father had put extra effort into the cooking, but the food tasted very good

today , with a special flavor that seemed to carry a hint of "guilt."

"We haven't taken a trip alone since we got married, let's treat this to a belated honeymoon,"

Xiaoying said tenderly and expectantly as she watched me wolf down my food.

"Sure, but wouldn't it be a bit much to leave Father alone at home? He's not

fully recovered ."

I suddenly looked up and cautiously said to Xiaoying, keeping a close eye on her

expression .

"It's alright, Father's perfectly fine now."

Hearing me mention Father, a flicker of disgust and annoyance flashed in Xiaoying's eyes, but it

vanished in an instant .

Indeed, Father's health was completely fine, truly excellent, as

evidenced by his impressive "performance" last night. I just couldn't express these thoughts.

Xiaoying spoke without thinking, but I took it to heart.

A special dinner ended like this. Perhaps because Father had cooked, Xiaoying

seemed somewhat disgusted; she ate only a little, a far cry from her usual appetite. I didn't ask further.

That evening, having monitored everything at home during the day, I didn't need to turn on the computer to

monitor .

Xiaoying and I went to bed early. Father didn't leave the bedroom the entire time,

and Xiaoying cleared the table.

Lying in bed, Xiaoying nestled quietly in my arms.

I pondered everything that had happened today and last night. Why did Xiaoying suddenly suggest a trip?

Perhaps it was out of guilt, wanting to make up for it by giving me some alone time? Or perhaps, after last night,

Xiaoying was terrified of losing me and wanted to cherish every moment we spent together? Or perhaps, Xiaoying wanted to

clear her mind through the trip, to forget all the unpleasant things that happened last night.

Perhaps the memories her father left her last night could never be erased or forgotten, but through the trip, she

hoped to fade them, until they were forgotten? I thought for a long time, but Xiaoying and I remained silent.

Thanks to the stimulation last night, my condition is gradually improving. I must say, this treatment method

is truly unconventional, and the results are nothing short of a miracle.

However, based on my father's comparison, my small penis is incurable; after all, it was acquired

and can never be changed.

Thinking about last night's events, my small penis unconsciously began to erect, and my libido suddenly surged. I wanted to

take advantage of the moment and be intimate with Xiaoying, after all, it had been a very long time since we last made love.

I started stroking Xiaoying's hair, then my hand moved down to caress her shapely buttocks. My other hand wasn't

idle , caressing her vibrant 34D breasts.

"Mmm,"

Xiaoying moaned softly with my caresses. It was a

genuine and our breathing quickened.

I started to undress Xiaoying, but just as I unbuttoned the first button of her nightgown, Xiaoying, who was

enjoying the moment with her eyes closed, seemed to suddenly remember something.

She grabbed my hand abruptly, opening her eyes and staring intently at me.

"What's wrong, darling?"

I asked, puzzled. Had last night's events left a shadow in her heart? Please,

no.

"Nothing, nothing. I've just been feeling a little unwell these past few days. I'm going to buy some medicine tomorrow; my genitals

are a bit itchy," Xiaoying

explained, her face flushed. If I hadn't known what had happened last night, I would have been completely fooled by her. At that moment, I finally remembered why Xiaoying had refused me. She was wearing thick pajamas to cover the hickeys her father had left on her upper body the night before. If I took off her clothes, wouldn't all the marks be exposed to me? Understanding this, I breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it wasn't a matter of psychological trauma. "I'm sorry, honey. I'll treat you properly in a couple of days, okay?" Seeing me lost in thought, Xiaoying thought I was angry. She buried her face in my armpit and gently comforted me. Having figured out the reason, I didn't intend to force Xiaoying. I hugged her tightly and prepared to sleep. I didn't ask Xiaoying why she had suddenly changed into thick pajamas, because they weren't suitable for the current season . It was best not to alert her. Perhaps it was because I was too tired last night, or because I hadn't slept all night, but everything at home was much better than I had imagined. Relieved, I quickly fell into a deep sleep. In my sleep, I always felt a pair of hands gently stroking my cheeks, and it seemed as if warm drops of liquid were falling on my face. But I was so tired that I didn't wake up from these dreams and slept until dawn woke up in the morning, it was a beautiful day. I stretched and looked around; Xiaoying was nowhere to be seen . I got up and went to the living room, where I found Xiaoying wearing an apron, preparing breakfast. "Awake? Honey, did you sleep well last night?" Xiaoying asked gently. At that moment, I noticed my father was still in the bedroom, seemingly having not come out at all.

"I slept really well, I haven't slept this comfortably in a long time."

I stretched and yawned again.

"Were you uncomfortable? You snored all night, which made it impossible for me to sleep well." Xiaoying

pouted and said coquettishly. At this moment, I noticed that Xiaoying looked haggard, as if she really hadn't slept well last night

, but I didn't know why.

Seeing that my father wasn't in the living room, I knew that he seemed to still be in a state of guilt and sadness

. I went to my father's bedroom and opened the door, finding him leaning against the headboard, staring blankly. His

eyes were red, and it seemed that he hadn't slept well last night. When he saw me come in, he glanced at me and quickly straightened his head

, as if he didn't dare to face me.

"Dad, are you feeling better? Should we go to the hospital today?"

Seeing my father's appearance, I pretended to be natural and tried my best to appear concerned.

"I'm fine, much better."

My father looked at the foot of the bed and said softly. His voice revealed fatigue, and I wondered if it was

some kind of side effect of the aphrodisiac.

"Then get up and eat. You didn't eat last night."

"Uh, okay."

Father knew he had to face it sooner or later; hiding wasn't a solution. He sighed and got out of bed to wash up.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was tense. Father and Xiaoying exchanged a brief, indifferent glance

before quietly eating.

"Dad, Xiaoying and I are planning a trip in a couple of days. Would you like to come with us?"

After thinking for a long time, I decided I should ask Father, whether I wanted to or not

. I felt bad leaving him alone at home.

Ignoring him wouldn't be a good way for a child to show filial piety

.

Hearing my question, both Father and Xiaoying were visibly surprised. Father had

clearly , and he knew Xiaoying wanted to spend some time alone with me. He hadn't

expected me to take him. A hint of emotion flashed in his eyes; he knew why I wanted to bring

her.

Xiaoying was surprised because she hadn't expected me to go against her wishes and want to take Father.

A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

My father glanced at me, touched, then looked down at Xiaoying out of the corner of his eye, his gaze

subtle but knowing he was waiting for her answer.

Normally, Xiaoying would say, "Yes, Dad, let's go together."

But this time, she kept her head down, eating, ignoring both my father and me. Her attitude spoke volumes

.

"You two go," she said. "I'm old, I can't handle the hassle. I'll just stay home quietly. I was thinking of

seeing Hao Hao; I haven't seen him in so long, I miss him terribly."

Seeing Xiaoying's silence, a deep disappointment and sadness flashed across my father's face.

He hoped this trip would help him reconcile with Xiaoying, even if nothing ever happened between them again, even if they were just father-in-law and

daughter-in-law again, he would be content. But Xiaoying hadn't given him that chance. I even sensed a flicker of despair in his eyes

, though I wasn't sure if I was mistaken.

After breakfast, I started my workday, trying to finish my tasks ahead of schedule so I could have time

to accompany Xiaoying on the trip.

During this time, my father brought Hao Hao to live with us, and life seemed to return to normal, except that without my father

and Xiao Ying's conversations, the house felt much quieter.

Aside from necessary communication, my father and Xiao Ying didn't exchange anything else. The few times they did chat,

they always hid behind my back, and their conversations seemed forced, as if they were just putting on a show for me.

Hao Hao is already four years old, and Xiao Ying decided to send him to preschool for early education. I had no objections; in

our area, four-year-olds are indeed at preschool.

After I told my father my thoughts, he showed a hint of reluctance, but ultimately respected Xiao Ying's and my

wishes. After sending Hao Hao to preschool, my father and I would take him directly to school in the morning before work, and

Xiao Ying , making it convenient for us.

The school cafeteria provides lunch for the children, so my father didn't have to worry about it, which significantly

reduced his burden.

I still occasionally check the home security camera footage, but when I'm not home, Xiaoying and my father

barely speak to each other. Xiaoying remains as cold and distant as ever towards my father, unchanged. I'm starting to get anxious

; this can't go on forever, can it? Lately, my father has been going out all day, which I

find strange. He doesn't know many people in Harbin, and he rarely

goes out except to buy groceries. Now he's out all day. What is he doing? Although I'm very puzzled by his daily outings, I haven't asked him,

as that would expose myself.

While at work, I can't help but let my imagination run wild. Is my father unable to resist his sexual desires and going to prostitutes

? Or is he secretly meeting with Xiaoying elsewhere? But I

dismiss . My father always asks me for money; since he's gotten older, he hasn't had any income

. Where would he get the money to go to prostitutes? You know, prostitutes aren't cheap these days.

A secret rendezvous with Xiaoying

is impossible, because their behavior at home these past few days has made it clear that Xiaoying hasn't

forgiven her father and hasn't given him a kind look behind his back.

I've been working hard lately because the company headquarters' quarterly inspection is coming,

so 've been working on rectifying the work items that will be inspected. The trip with Xiaoying has to be put on hold for now.

We'll find time to go on the trip after the inspection.

A week passed in the blink of an eye. When I got home from work, dinner was ready; Xiaoying had

cooked it.

Perhaps because her father noticed Xiaoying didn't like his cooking anymore, she was now cooking dinner.

She also tried to avoid talking to him.

It seemed Xiaoying couldn't forget that night her father "broke their promise," causing her to lose her virginity

.

However, as time went by, Xiaoying's "blame" for her father

had lessened somewhat.

Logically, Xiaoying had already given her father the maximum sexual freedom—oral sex, leg sex, caresses, etc.—

but me, she had refused to cross that line with her father.

Now, suddenly, her father broke his "promise"

and forcibly took it away, so it's no wonder Xiaoying "blamed"

him.

I knew Xiaoying's inner pain needed time to heal, so I hadn't

planned .

"Jincheng, Xiaoying, I found a job. I'll pack up and start working tomorrow."

My father, who was eating at the dinner table, said this to us with his head down, leaving Xiaoying and me speechless

.

Looking for a job? My father, at his age, was looking for work.

I finally understood what he'd been doing during the day—he'd been looking for work.

"Dad, are you kidding? Why are you looking for work at your age? With our salaries, Xiaoying and I

can easily support the family. You should be enjoying your retirement at home. Why are you going out to work?"

I probably guessed something, but hearing that my father was going to work despite his advancing

age still pained me.

Xiaoying was also stunned by his words. She seemed to understand, a hint of heartache

lingering .

“I’m not joking. Besides, I’m not even six years old yet, and

I’m still quite healthy. Hao Hao is already in preschool and doesn’t need me to take care of him, so I’ve had some free time. You know, I’ve spent my whole life in the countryside

. To be honest, after living in the city for the past few years, I’m really not used to it. I still prefer the life in the countryside.

”

At this moment, my father raised his head and smiled at me.

Although I could read the helplessness and reluctance in his expression.

“The countryside? You mean you’re leaving home to live where you work? Are you going to work in the countryside?

What kind of job are you looking for?”

My heart was full of doubt, and my tone became a little hurried.

“Don’t worry, it’s not a heavy job, it’s very easy. It’s just watching over

the wind , like a night watchman. There’s no physical labor. And the scenery on the island is beautiful. I

can grow some vegetables and even raise some poultry. Working there is just like when I was in the countryside. I’d be

happy to go.”

At this point, I finally understood what my father’s job was.

Harbin is near the Songhua River, which has many islands in the middle. Now, the government is encouraging green

development, so these islands have been contracted out to some people for wind power development. Large wind turbines

now stand on these islands, and some people even grow

crops like corn on them. My father works as a night watchman on one of these islands.

These islands are isolated, accessible only by special tourist boats, with fares depending on

the distance.

I've been trying my best to persuade my father, but he won't budge. I know his temper

; when he's stubborn, he's incredibly obstinate—in Northeastern dialect, we're really stubborn.

Xiaoying watched us try to convince each other the whole time without saying a word.

More exciting novels are available at 39;Ｗ&39;Ｗ&39;Ｗ． 39;＆39;＆39; She might have thought about why her father left home. Although he had "hurt" her, she knew the fault wasn't entirely his. She thought that with time, she might completely forgive him. Her coldness towards him stemmed from her inner turmoil. However

, when she heard that her father had truly decided to leave, Xiaoying looked at him with great reluctance, her eyes even showing a hint of panic, and her hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly. Occasionally, Xiaoying would look at me with expectation; I could sense that her expression hoped I could persuade her father. "Dad, you're getting old, and you're always careless. If you leave home, Jincheng and I won't be able to take good care of you." Seeing that I hadn't been able to persuade her father, Xiaoying finally couldn't help but look at him and begin to try. Although Xiaoying's words were brief, they were enough for her father, because this was the first time in a long time that Xiaoying had truly spoken to him with all her heart. "Don't try to persuade me anymore. If you really care about me, you should support me. This is the life I want. I never had the time or opportunity before because of Hao Hao, but now that I finally have the time, please grant me this wish." Hearing Xiaoying's words, a hint of relief flashed in her father's eyes, but no surprise. Her father's heart was fragile; perhaps Xiaoying's actions these past few days had already broken his spirit. Her persuasion was no longer effective; otherwise, he should have been overjoyed. Xiaoying and I ultimately couldn't change her mind. The next day, her father started packing his things, and I helped him with my heartache.

I packed my father's daily necessities and valuables, and Xiaoying quietly helped me the whole time.

Because Xiaoying also had to pick up and take care of the children, I took my father to the

island in the middle of the river where he worked. Getting there required a separate small boat, costing 5 yuan per boat. The island was beautiful and the air was fresh.

During those few days, my father went out and bought fishing rods and other things, so he could fish on the island to pass

the time .

I have to say, I couldn't help but envy living on that island; it felt like a

paradise . However, my father was all alone on the island, and he had to endure the loneliness.

There was a small brick house on the island, with only one room and a kitchen. Behind the room

was a small shed, seemingly for storing miscellaneous items.

Since the island was being developed for wind power generation, the small house had no shortage of electricity, which was

sufficient . He only needed to go ashore periodically to buy necessities.

I was busy until evening before I got home. Without my father, the house felt much colder.

Lying in bed that night, I was filled with self-reproach. Had I done something wrong? It's all my fault

. If it weren't for my twisted "desire" to satisfy my own, my father wouldn't have left this home,

dragging his aging body to live alone on a small island.

Every night, after Xiaoying falls asleep, I check the home security camera footage as usual. Without my father, the

system seems somewhat redundant now.

Before Xiaoying came to my house, after tidying up and making dinner, she would sit on the sofa in a daze, not even turning on

the TV .

Sometimes, she would sit there for over an hour, motionless, lost in thought.

Xiaoying's emotions were complex, a mixture of pain and reluctance. Sometimes she would stare

blankly at the family photo on the living room wall—a photo of me, my father, Xiaoying, and Haohao. It

was taken when Haohao turned one year old.

Sometimes, Xiaoying would grip the sofa tightly, her hands clenching so hard that the veins stood out, her face

filled with self-reproach and regret. Perhaps it's only in loss that one learns to cherish; her father's departure had

a profound impact on her. Perhaps Xiaoying hadn't realized her own feelings until her father's passing. Only then did she discover that

after their intimate contact, her feelings for him were no longer just familial affection, but

contained an invisible bond—after all, he was the man who had completely possessed her.

In the days that followed, I regularly brought my father necessities, trying to make his

work and as comfortable as possible.

Perhaps because he was away from home, without Xiaoying and me to care for him, my father had lost weight. Because of the lack of

communication, his spirits even began to wane.

And perhaps because life on the island was too monotonous, my father had picked up his pipe tobacco again,

something he had quit years ago. Back in the countryside, he was a heavy smoker, almost always with a cigarette in his hand.

But after moving to the city, especially after Hao Hao was born, he resolutely

quit smoking for over three years for the sake of his child's health.

Unexpectedly, he'd started again.

Xiaoying would often subtly inquire about my father's well-being. Although her questions were natural and understated, I

could still sense her worry and concern. Every

time , Xiaoying would frown slightly. When I told her that my father had started smoking again

after years of abstinence, Xiaoying bit her lower lip, almost losing control of her emotions.

That night, while showering, Xiaoying covered her mouth and secretly cried for a long time in the bathroom. She only

emerged after I had fallen asleep, her eyes red and swollen. I accidentally

saw all of this on the security camera.

During this time, I've been racking my brains. Every time I visit my father, I haven't given up hope of persuading him

, but each time I return empty-handed. Perhaps Xiaoying feels guilty towards my father; she has never accompanied me to

visit him.

When she misses him, Xiaoying would stand blankly in front of my house, staring at

the family photo on the living room wall.

Not long after, my father's birthday arrived. Since he now lives on an island in the middle of the river, I called to invite him

to celebrate, but he refused to come. So, I decided to buy some gifts and go to the island to

celebrate . This time, Xiaoying didn't avoid it and eagerly wanted to go with me.

After all, it was my father's birthday, and Xiaoying couldn't avoid it.

I bought two bottles of Moutai, planning to have a good drink with my father, celebrate his birthday, and have a good

talk with him, hoping to persuade him to come home soon.

Xiaoying also prepared a gift for my father, but it was wrapped in

a very old-fashioned wrapping paper. I couldn't tell what was inside, and Xiaoying wouldn't

tell me either, only that it was a birthday present for my father. Seeing Xiaoying being so mysterious, I couldn't help but feel

a little curious. What kind of gift could it be?

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