Chapter 148: Malnutrition?

The next morning.

Evan got up early, he slept too early yesterday.

But when he got up, Mrs. Weasley was already up.

“Oh, little Evan come and eat first!”

She quickly beckoned Evan to eat.

Evan happily stuffed his mouth with food.

“Well, Mom, I love your cooking!”

“Then eat more!”

Mrs. Weasley smiled.

She filled the plate with food for Evan.

“Shake, our baby is so big!”

Mrs. Weasley said, sitting across from Evan. At this time, Mr. Weasley also exploded from upstairs. He sat down next to Evan.

“It looks so fragrant! Molly, get me a soup! ”

“Okay!”

Mrs. Weasley served him and Evan a bowl of soup.

Mr. Weasley drank and looked at Evan secretly. Evan was watched tangled.

“Dad, what do you think I do?”

“Sorry sorry, I’m in a daze!”

Mr. Weasley said quickly.

Then he seemed to muster up courage and said hesitantly: “Evan, if, if we are not your parents…”

“Arthur!”

Mrs. Weasley dropped the spoon.

She quickly looked at Evan and said, “Your father will joke around…”

Evan sighed.

He always wanted to discuss this with them.

Watching them tangled during this time, he couldn’t wait to catch them and make it clear to them, but they had been avoiding talking about this time, and Evan didn’t want to give them a chance to retreat.

“I know, Mom and Dad, I know I’m not your biological child…”

Boom!

There was the sound of something hitting the ground.

Evan looked over, only to see Ginny, who had fiery red hair, and ran away in a panic. Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley stared at him.

They freaked out.

“You, what are you talking nonsense…”

Mrs. Weasley couldn’t help but hide it. But Evan didn’t give her a chance to back down.

“Mom, I felt wrong a long time ago, do you think I’m stupid?”

“All the people in our family are red-haired and blue-eyed, only I’m black haired and turquoise eyes. Even if mom and dad you two explain so much to others, but for me, it is very wrong! ”

Mrs. Weasley couldn’t help but cry.

Mr. Weasley stopped talking.

“I’m sorry…”

Mrs. Weasley said sadly.

“I should have told you in the first place, but I can’t bear it…”

“Mom, dad, I think you think too much, even if I was a child, I know that I am not your biological child, but I am still your child!”

Since I was a child, you have always raised me, and you have spoiled me every day.

“No one in the family doesn’t like me, I’m your youngest son, the brother of your brothers, don’t you want me because I’m not your child?”

“Nope!”

“How so?”

Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley called out at the same time. Then Evan couldn’t help but laugh.

“So what are you still struggling with, during this time I guess you may be sad because of my affairs, my mother has lost weight, and my father’s hair is even balder…”

[When he said this, Weasley couldn’t help but cry and touch his head]

“In short, will you stop loving me because I picked this out?”

Evan bit the spoon in his mouth and looked at them bluntly. They hugged him at the same time.

“Sorry, I’ve been worried, as long as you pick this matter out, you won’t love us…”

Weasley said with tears in his eyes.

“I raised you from such a small baby to such a big age, I’m so afraid that you won’t want us…”

She sobbed.

Mr. Weasley put his arm around them.

“Although I want to say that I am not as naïve as your mother, thank you, little Evan, for not leaving us behind!”

Evan grinned.

He said justifiably: “Now relieved, right? I’m your baby, and I won’t leave!” Also, I don’t want you to make this public, and I don’t want anyone else to know about it! ”

“But I think if you tell someone about it, you’ll be as famous as Harry, and your family’s Golden Garon…”

Mr. Weasley said a little heavily. Mrs. Weasley seemed to be crying again. Evan shook his head.

“I like gold gallons, but I can get them myself, how many gold gallons I get, others don’t know, don’t you know yet?”

I don’t need Harry’s Golden Garon at all, as for fame, Harry’s fame does a lot of damage, and I don’t have that much trouble.

“If you make me public, probably many Death Eaters will come and get me, don’t you worry that one day I will be taken and killed by those Death Eaters?”

“What nonsense, knock on the table!”

Mrs. Weasley said angrily.

Evan could only knock on the table honestly.

The effect is about no different from blah-blah.

“Evan is right, we can’t make it public, and once it does, those Death Eaters will definitely target him.”

“When the time comes, as long as one of us doesn’t pay attention, they will kill Evan’s, you know how crazy they are!”

Mr. Weasley said firmly.

“But, but Harry…”

“Mom, I don’t mind that Harry knows about this, and as long as I don’t want to, he can’t snatch 927 and take me.” Big deal, I’m staying at home with him, mom, you don’t think it’s too expensive to raise us and want to throw us out, right? ”

He looked a little worried.

“My money is all for my mother, mom and dad don’t throw us away…”

“You smelly child, why did your mother throw you!”

Mrs. Weasley was amused by him. She rubbed Evan’s hair hard.

“Don’t you still know who your mother is?”

“Of course I know, I’m just joking, Dad can see it.”

Evan shrugged his shoulders and continued to drink the soup.

“Don’t think so much, I’ve loved you for so many years, and you love me, what more do I need to say?”

Mrs. Weasley finally showed her first heartfelt smile in these days.

She happily poured Evan another large pile of grilled sausages.

“Oh my God, Mom, I can’t eat that much…”

“Eat more, eat more, look at your skinny, you grow a body!”

You are so skinny and small, you look malnourished, when did you become taller than Ron, then your mother wouldn’t let you eat so much!

Evan poked the grilled sausage indignantly.

He can only grow to the best height of his age, but he is more than a year younger than Ron!

“It seems that before he turns eighteen, he can’t catch up with Ron, could it be that he has to carry the title of malnutrition and maintain it until he is eighteen?”

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