Chapter 20 of Filial Piety to Wives

Chapter Twenty: Gazing

at the warm morning sun, accompanied by my beloved, the beautiful morning exudes an air of happiness.

Because we were going out, I didn't sleep in; I got up early to take care of the child and make breakfast. My father, however
, had gotten up even earlier, already back from his walk, having bought soy milk and fried dough sticks, which saved us even more trouble.

We each prepared our things for the trip. My father changed into the clothes he bought yesterday, and I just grabbed a tracksuit.

My wife, the only woman in the family, always dressed so elaborately for going out; I must say,
women really do have a lot of trouble going out. My father and I waited in the living room with the child for a long time before my wife finally came out. Although I was
a little anxious waiting, seeing her made me realize it was worth the effort.

My wife wore a white fitted tank top, paired with a black and white patterned jacket, blue denim shorts, and
silver flat shoes. My wife was curvaceous, her tight tank top accentuating her figure,
and her hot pants, so short they practically reached her upper thighs, revealed her long, beautiful legs. Even though we've been married for a long time
, seeing her in such a sexy outfit still made my throat dry, and I almost had a nosebleed. Her fair
skin, combined with her radiant smile, gave this sexy outfit a healthy, youthful beauty.

Admiring my wife's beauty, I forgot what to say. She said, "Stop looking, let's go." That's when I realized I
was stunned. Turning around to pick up the baby, I noticed my father looking down at the child, seemingly oblivious to
anything. Had he seen her? But anyway, it was a whole day; my father must have seen my wife's beauty
. I couldn't think too much about it. My father picked up the baby, and I carried our things, and we walked out.

We dropped the baby off at my in-laws' house. My wife left the milk she had expressed that morning and some baby
food, telling her parents we were going out for a walk and would be back in the evening. She said the baby would just have some baby food and formula for lunch.
Lili had already spoken to her parents last night, so we didn't say much. We kissed the baby, but my father didn't join us; he
left quickly.

My father sat in the back seat, I drove, and my wife sat in the passenger seat. We headed to our destination:
a mountain in the suburbs. It wasn't a popular mountain; there weren't many people, just residents from the surrounding city who occasionally
came for a family outing. Lili and I had been there before, but we hadn't explored everything; we had only driven to the top,
looked at the scenery, and left quickly. This time, we did some research online and learned that
although the mountain wasn't high, it had jungles, canyons, streams, and more.

We discussed it with my father, and we decided to hike up—it was a bit steep, but offered many scenic views
. Driving up would mean enjoying the mountain scenery firsthand. My father was adamant: climbing mountains is the real exercise, the way to appreciate the scenery . If we just
went straight to the destination, we wouldn't get to enjoy the views along the way.

My wife and I agreed, so the three of us left the car, packed a backpack with food and drinks, and set off
.

We started climbing, chatting and laughing. The mountain wasn't high, and the path felt relatively flat. I carried the backpack and walked
in front, my wife in the middle, and my father behind. It had been a long time since I'd gone out with my father. It reminded me
of when I was little, and he would lead me on mountain hikes, holding my hand—his large, calloused hand
that gave me a profound sense of security. I couldn't help but look back at my father. Although he was over fifty, he
wasn't hunched over; he was still so strong, without a single gray hair. While he didn't look very young, he certainly
possessed the charm of a mature man. My wife had a slight smile on her face, as if she were pondering something, or perhaps
not thinking about anything at all. Her breasts, bobbing up and down with the undulations of the mountain path, swayed with her steps
, making her appear healthy and beautiful. Seeing me looking at her, my wife asked, "What are you looking at?" I said, "Looking at a beautiful woman." My wife said
, "You look at her every day, haven't you seen enough?" I said, "How can I get enough of such a beautiful wife?" My father, hearing our conversation,
smiled.

Seeing my father smiling, I said to him, "Dad, isn't Li Li beautiful? This outfit makes her look even more youthful and radiant
. Your son has good taste, choosing this beauty as his wife." Although I didn't often joke with my father before,
I would occasionally tease him. This was just a joke, and my father should have just smiled. My father's smile
seemed to pause for a moment, then he smiled again, but it was a little unnatural. I remembered
what had happened recently: my wife's graceful figure, her naked body, my father's gaze. My question now
naturally reminded him of those scenes, hence the unnatural smile. My wife, hearing my question, also
looked embarrassed. I looked over and saw she seemed to be blushing.

Thinking about all this, my mind was a little confused, so I continued walking. There weren't many other pedestrians around, as this attraction
wasn't large or popular, so it wasn't crowded. However, there were a few couples, mostly holding
hands and chatting happily. I wanted to hold my wife's hand, but then I thought about my father. It would be even more awkward for him to be alone,
and it wasn't practical for all three of us to be holding hands. It would be strange for two grown men, even father and son, to be in the middle.
Having my wife in the middle was also unlikely, since they'd never held hands so openly before.

So I gave up on that idea. But then, by chance, the road ahead suddenly narrowed, like a narrow strip of sky, and it
was quite low, requiring most people to duck and bend over. I tried to pass through from the front; this section was shorter, so
it was relatively bright inside. When Li Li came over, her father followed closely behind, and I caught
a glimpse of Li Li's buttocks. Although Li Li was wearing denim shorts, they were very short, perfectly showing off
her beautiful buttocks. My father was watching so closely, just like that time in the rain. This time was different from that rain or
that time on the playmat at home. This time, my father was also bent over, almost lying behind my wife's buttocks, staring at
her bottom.

After my father came out, he didn't look at me or Li Li, but looked to the side. It seems he hasn't
forgotten the scene from before.

After passing this narrow passage, there was a large, steep rock ahead that we had to climb. I thought for a moment,
then quickly climbed up so that my father and Li Li could climb up while I pulled them. Of course, Li Li had to go first; at
this moment, men should be gentlemen.

Li Li reached up, and I reached down. I could have reached up again, but I didn't. I said, "Dad, push
Li Li down; she can't reach." Li Li looked at me, knew what I was thinking, glared at me, and then didn't dare to look back.
The father seemed a little flustered, but with more people arriving, he had no choice but to support Li Li's waist and
lift her up. I had just taken Li Li's hand, but I wasn't using much force. Li Li tried to pull me up
, but women are generally weaker, and I only used a little force. The father felt that Li Li wasn't moving up, but rather
stuck in that awkward position, so he had to grit his teeth and continue pushing, but he couldn't get any strength into her waist. I continued
, "Dad, push a little more. I'm carrying a bag, so it's hard for me to push hard." So the father's hands could only push on Li Li's buttocks.
Because she was wearing hot pants, her legs were bare, and her thighs were exposed. The father couldn't touch her, so he could only push on her clothed
buttocks. When the father's hands touched his wife's buttocks, Li Li's face turned bright red, and
there was a hint of fear in her eyes. The father's face, which had been turned upwards, lowered at this moment. After all, he
was actually pushing his daughter-in-law's buttocks with his hands, and even if he had nothing to hide, it was still very embarrassing. At that moment, I
found it quite amusing, seeing the shy expressions on my wife and father's faces.

Actually, physical contact is inevitable in family life. Like this,
it was normal physical contact, but their desires made it seem abnormal.

After climbing the stone steps, the path ahead became easier, mostly a tree-lined trail. At first, they were silent, but
I started chatting with them, showing them the scenery, taking pictures of Li Li, taking pictures of my father, and
my father taking pictures of us. Gradually, they returned to their happy state. Then I wanted to take pictures of Li Li
and my father together, which my father initially resisted. But I said, "Why are you taking pictures with the family, especially when you're
so young and beautiful? Aren't you embarrassed?" My father said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" I said, "Fine, let's take pictures then." Li
Li glared at me—she's been glaring at me much more often lately. Then, I stood next to my father, a little far away,
and said, "Can you two get a little closer? Are you trying to steal the spotlight?" That meant that strangers all seemed to be
taking pictures together in the same place. Lili pouted, then bit her lip, as if making a huge decision. She took her father's arm and leaned
against him like a little bird, though she didn't rest her head on his shoulder. She did, however,
lean against him with one side of her body. Her father was startled at first, but to avoid embarrassment, he didn't resist, and I quickly took a picture.
I wanted to say, "Look how nice this is, like an older man and a younger woman," but thinking that if I said that, they
would never , I said, "Look, this is more like a father and daughter." This explanation gave them a much-needed way out, and they
just smiled. Lili said she wanted to see it. I showed it to her and her father. Lili said, "I took a good picture."

Then, when they were at other scenic spots, they weren't so awkward taking pictures together, and they got
closer and closer. Lili started pulling her father's arm even closer to her chest. This meant that her father's arm was definitely pressed
against one of Lili's breasts, and he could definitely feel its warmth and softness. I don't know if it was because they were hot from walking
or because they were shy, but their faces kept turning red and then light.

Later, after taking a few pictures, their faces stopped changing and they smiled naturally, looking more and more
like father and daughter or lovers. They took more photos together than Li Li and I did.

Happy times fly by, and before we even felt particularly tired, we had reached the summit.

The view from the top was breathtaking.

At the summit, most people would open their arms, face the towering mountains, and take a deep breath, but when Li Li
did this, she closed her eyes. Her father, however, was watching her with loving,
tender, and affectionate eyes. Following his gaze, I saw Li Li with her eyes closed, yet
her delicate features were still undeniable, possessing an ethereal beauty against the backdrop of the mountains. Not wanting to
disturb her beauty, not wanting to interrupt my father's enjoyment, I stood there, looking into the distance.

The distant mountains, stretching and undulating, though lacking towering peaks, are nonetheless rugged and unpredictable.
The green trees on the nearby peaks sway in the wind, stirring ripples in my heart.

Beautiful mountain scenery, a beautiful wife, a beautiful father, a beautiful life. But what lies ahead, like those
mountains, is brought about by the affairs I'm currently pursuing, with too much uncontrollability. Though the initial intentions are beautiful, though
the wishes are beautiful, there are too many unknowns; who can know the outcome?

Thoughts surge, my gaze fixed.

Suddenly, Lili came to my side and asked what I was thinking. I told her I was thinking about life, contemplating existence.

Lili knew my contemplation of life wasn't joking; instead of laughing, she slowly moved closer,
hooking her finger around my hand, and said, "No matter what the future holds, I'll be by your side."

I tightened my grip on her hand, turning to look at Lili. Those words are usually spoken by men and women, but
Lili said them aloud. Even without her words, I knew we would be together for life. At that moment, Li
Li's words were a way of telling me not to worry, that no matter what happened, no matter whether what I asked her to do was right or wrong, she
would face it with me.

My eyes welled up again; I really wanted to hug her tightly and kiss her, but my father was there, and doing so
would surely make him feel uncomfortable and strange.

I suppressed my emotions and walked with Li Li to my father's side. We found a flat spot, spread out
the mat we had brought, took out our food, and prepared to eat and replenish our energy.

Li Li said, "The scenery here is nice."

Her father said, "Yes, besides the process of climbing,
the most wonderful thing about climbing is the panoramic view from the summit, which allows one to escape the mundane world."

Li Li said, "Dad, do you like climbing mountains?"

Her father said, "I wouldn't say I like it. When I was young, if I was unhappy or had worries, I would go to
the mountain behind our house, and sometimes I would shout loudly. Now, I live in the city, and there's no place like that anymore."

I said, "Not really. Now, after drinking, we go to karaoke. I think that's a way to relieve stress
. Sometimes a few of us brothers go there to shout, even though we've been drinking and our singing isn't great,
it's just to relax."

Li Li said, "You guys have unhealthy ways of venting, unlike Dad, which is close to nature."

Then the three of them laughed. Li Li suddenly said, "Shall we shout now?" I said, "No, there are people here
, it's not good, won't it bother others?" Her father also said, "Don't shout, people nowadays feel that it's not..."
"Okay." Li Li didn't say anything more but stood up, facing the distance, and put her hands to her mouth, shouting "Hoo...hoo...
" We were all shocked by Li Li's actions. Looking around, although there weren't many people, and some glanced at us,
there were no strange looks.

After shouting, Li Li seemed to be in a better mood and waved to me. I thought, if women aren't afraid, why should I be shy?
So I stood up and shouted a few times, "Hoo,hoo!" Then Li Li and I called for our father to come over, but he
was still embarrassed, after all, he was over fifty years old. But Li Li walked towards our father, took his
hand, and helped him up. This action was very natural. I didn't want to think of anything romantic about it, and this
action really wasn't romantic at all, but this was indeed the first time Li Li had taken the initiative to hold her father's hand.
She might have held his hand before, perhaps unconsciously, or because of daily needs, but this time it was an active
invitation.

My father was pulled to his feet, as if he had drawn strength from Li Li's grasp, and he roared back. We
shouted for a few minutes, and from the opposite mountain, others joined in, creating a
cacophony of shouts echoing across the mountain.

When we were tired of shouting, laughter naturally broke out—a heartfelt, relaxed, and joyful laugh. It
was a laugh that forgot our worries, a laugh that didn't dwell on anything. It came from the heart, undisguised.

My father said, "It's been a long time since I've felt this relaxed. Although life isn't stressful anymore, there are always so many things I worry about
." Li Li said, "Dad, young people these days with so much pressure know how to de-stress. Now is
the time for you to enjoy life. Your children and grandchildren are doing well, and life is good. Just enjoy your retirement." I also said, "Yes
, Dad, just focus on enjoying life now. If you want anything, whether it's material or
spiritual, just tell us." Li Li and I both looked at our father. He looked at me, then at Li Li, and then
his gaze drifted into the distance.

The same old words, but these past few days, especially yesterday's shock and today's encounter, I wonder if
my father can truly let go of the past?

Li Li's behavior just now was proactive and bold, joyful and cute, sweet and warm—very much like a modern
white-collar woman. For my father, this kind of modern woman should be very attractive. Plus,
considering Li Li's physical allure a few days ago, I think if it were me, I'd be captivated by this daughter-in-law.

Just now, laughing and shouting, I got hungry and only now remembered to eat the food I'd prepared. Li Li gave
my father and me each a wet wipe to clean our hands. My father said, "It's so good to have a woman!" This unintentional
remark startled all three of us. After all, the woman my father was referring to was his daughter-in-law, so it
felt a little strange. I quickly asked Li Li for food to prevent the awkward atmosphere from escalating. Then Li Li got
some bread for my father and then gave some to me. We ate, chatted, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery—it was quite pleasant.

This kind of family life, even without children around, is very happy.

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