Huge Demolition Payment and Family Crisis

My parents John and Susan gave all the demolition compensation to my brother, David. They even made a will, leaving nothing for me.

Later, John was diagnosed with uremia, and David squandered the family fortune.

The whole family came to me, asking for money to treat John and even suggested I donate a kidney.

I took out my household registration booklet, which had only my name on it. "Sorry, who are you?"

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On the day of the demolition notice, I went back home. Even David, who I barely saw once a year, returned.

When I entered, Susan was chatting with David, smiling so widely her mouth nearly reached her ears. But as soon as she saw me, her expression changed.

"Why are you back?"

I was no longer surprised by John and Susan's favoritism towards David. I raised the gift in my hand without saying a word.

Seeing the gift, Susan's expression softened a bit. She took it and started complaining again.

"The travel fare is so expensive, you should save money. From now on, send me your monthly salary. You don't need to come back; I'll buy things myself."

David glanced at me with a mocking tone.

"You're only back because the house is being demolished, right? Giving gifts just to get a share of the compensation?"

I sneered, rolling my eyes at him.

"Are you talking about yourself? I come back every month, paying for the household expenses. But you, if you didn't come back this time, I would've thought you are dead."

David's face turned red, and he couldn't respond. Susan rushed forward to hit me.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Your brother will take care of me in the future. What does the money you spend amount to?"

I couldn't stand it anymore and dodged Susan's incoming slap.

"Has he ever spent a penny on medical bills or daily expenses? If you love your son so much, why did you give birth to me?"

Susan glared at me, cursing.

"I gave birth to you and raised you, of course you should give me money. The demolition compensation hasn't even been divided yet, and you're already planning? As they say, daughters are a losing investment."

David, seeing Susan backing him up, laughed gleefully.

John came out of the room, clearly annoyed.

"What's all this noise? Everything in this house will belong to David in the future. Don't expect a penny of the compensation. I'll go to the town tomorrow to get proof that the money will go to David after we die."

I stared at them in disbelief.

"Why? I've been supporting the family for so many years. Now that the house is being demolished, you won't leave me a penny?"

John looked at me righteously.

"Why should we leave it to you? We'll depend on David in the future."

When my brother heard that my parents wanted him to support them, he looked obviously unhappy, but when he heard that all the demolition compensation would be left to him, he regained his arrogance.

I sneered at the cold-hearted family.

"Fine, from now on, you can rely on him for support."

As soon as I finished speaking, John and Susan's faces turned ashen with anger. David was stunned, pointing his finger at me.

"How can you be so heartless? Dad and mom raised you for so many years, and this is how you repay them?"

"If you're so dutiful, why haven't you supported them? If I remember correctly, the committee will record the support of elderly parents by their children. You wouldn't want others to know you've never contributed a dime, would you?"

David's face turned red, and he couldn't speak. John and Susan cursed at me for a long time. I picked up the gift I brought and left.

The next day, John went to town to make the will and publicly announced at the village committee that all the compensation would go to David.

This caused a stir among the neighbors, saying our family was the first to rush to make a will while still alive.