On the Fourth Day After My Death, My Whole Family Went Crazy

Just because I didn't receive the three phone calls my eldest brother made before he jumped into the river, my parents thought I was the murderer who killed my eldest brother. Every day from now on, they hope it's me who dies. When I was retaliated against by my dad's criminal, he refused to take my calls. "If I had known this, I shouldn't have brought you back in the first place!" The doctor's mother also hung up impatiently. "Knowing that we were going to pay homage to your brother, we started acting again. Do you think this can alleviate the guilt?" So I was beaten for a day and a night, and I was brought to the policeman father in a bloody state, and he didn't recognize me. On the fourth day after my death, the whole family went crazy.