Sister-in-law Indirectly Killed Her Own Son

I stood by the river with things in my hand and didn't stop them as desperately as in the previous life.

Jeff was forced by his mother to stand in the middle of the river, holding a small bucket for catching fish and shrimp.

His whole body was stiff, too scared to move.

Mia took pictures with her camera, but she was never satisfied.

She yelled at Jeff, "Is your dad dead? Who are you mourning for with that sad face?"

Jeff instantly teared up and looked at Mia with a grievance, "Mom, I'm really dying."

Mia was irritated by his words. She threw down the camera and jumped into the water, fiercely slapping Jeff.

"Is it that difficult for you to smile? I feed you well every day, but you let me down at this crucial time!"

Jeff screamed again, and the small fish used for the shoot fell into the river.

Mia became even angrier and grabbed him hard, "Do you know how much this fish cost? You're a money-losing thing!"

Ivy felt heartbroken and stomped her feet on the shore, but she didn't dare to say a word.

I took a folding chair and sat down to watch the show.

Seeing me leisurely enjoying the scenery, Ivy rushed up and pushed me. "Didn't you see Mia beating Jeff? Go and persuade her! Don't you claim you're a good auntie?"

I pointed at myself. "Me? Why? You are Jeff's grandmother, you should go."

Mia had a bad temper and a domineering personality, and she controlled everything at home.

Every time there was a conflict, Ivy asked me to persuade Mia not to go too far.

For the sake of family harmony, I always went to persuade Mia, but I had been rebuffed several times.

At this time, Ivy would jump out and say that I didn't respect Mia and ask me to apologize.

Now I finally realized that Ivy was using me as a pawn in my previous life.

Ivy was choked and couldn't say a word, just glaring at me with a pair of poisonous narrowed eyes.

I shrugged. "As Jeff's grandmother, you don't protect him, but ask me, his auntie, to do that? He has his mother to teach him."

Ivy was angry, but still patiently persuaded. "Mia, you come up first. What if Jeff falls later?"

Mia spat. "What's there to be afraid of? Falling won't hurt him that much."

In fact, this small river was not deep, but it was undeveloped and there might be many safety hazards.

In my previous life, I advised them not to go to the river and spend some money to go to regular tourist attractions, which are safer.

Mia almost rolled her eyes at that time. "Stop showing off you're rich. Can't I afford to go to tourist attractions? This is called exploring new attractions. How ignorant you are!"

I nodded and smiled. "You're right."

After hearing this, Ivy dared not argue anymore and could only let Mia scold her grandson.

It wasn't until someone passed by that Mia, hindered by her identity as a travel blogger, stopped.

But she still didn't let Jeff come up, only saying that he could come ashore when she took satisfactory photos.

Jeff stood in the water with tears on his face, and I could see the moss attached to the stones under his foot.

If he was not careful, he would slip and fall.

After posing in a few positions as requested by Mia, she asked Jeff to lift one of his legs.

Ivy became anxious and her tone became colder when talking to Mia.

"You will torture my grandson to death!"

Once it involved the safety of her precious grandson, she would quarrel with Mia.

Mia remained unmoved and shouted loudly, "Hurry up, don't listen to that old woman. Finish the shoot quickly and we have another set of photos to shoot!"

Jeff was nervous and scared, and this shout made him tremble even more.

He couldn't stand steadily on one foot, accidentally stepped on the moss on a stone, and fell straight into the water.

The water in this section was not deep, but there were many protruding stones.

With this fall, the water instantly turned red.

Ivy was completely panicked and rushed into the river to pick up her precious grandson, cursing and complaining.

"Oh my god, my baby is bleeding!"

Mia also visibly panicked and quickly threw down the camera and rushed over.

When they pulled up Jeff, he cried loudly, saying, "Mom, I'm really dying."

Although Jeff had said this countless times, Mia didn't take it seriously.

Jeff's wound was not serious, just a scraped skin and some bleeding, not life-threatening.

Mia heaved a sigh of relief and casually wiped the blood off his face, saying, "A man should not be afraid of a little pain. You're really pathetic. After we finish taking the photos, let's go back."

She stood up and observed the surroundings, choosing a spot where the water was clearer.

I clearly remembered that it was the place where Jeff drowned in his previous life.

The water there looked shallow, but it actually hid many whirlpools that could easily drag people in.

I was staring at the river in a daze, and Mia bumped into my shoulder. "Dick really married a dim-witted person who acts like a fool all day."

Dick was my husband. I smiled and said, "Mia, I have something to do and have to go back first. You guys have fun."

I didn't want to witness the scene anymore. I just wanted to escape quickly, in case I would be blamed later.

Looking at Jeff's timid appearance as he cautiously walked towards the deep water, his small body couldn't withstand the swift whirlpools.

Jeff was really pathetic.

He clearly knew that he would die if he went down, but he couldn't go against his mother's wishes.

Besides, how could Mia take a four-year-old child's words seriously?

Jeff trembled all over and occasionally turned his head to plead with Mia.

His voice was filled with a sob. "Mom, I don't want to play in the water anymore. I want to go home."

I sneered in my heart. Jeff probably wouldn't be able to go home today.