Sell ​​Your House and Go to Antarctica

At my sixty-fifth birthday party, I calmly announced that I had sold my old house in the city center. My daughter and son-in-law suddenly changed their faces, called me an old fool, and forced me to hand over the four million house payment. I took out my Antarctic ticket and my will: "I spent half of the money to see the penguins. The remaining half will be donated to the Alzheimer's Foundation after my death." They took me to court and said I was brainwashed. On the day of the trial, I played a recording in front of everyone - my son-in-law and his mistress were outside the ward, discussing how to "accidentally" follow my wife. ([This article is adapted from real experience, and all names are pseudonyms])