The saints were still a little straight back, and for a moment, she was much older.

He stared at the scenery outside the study, and looked at a direction without moving his head.

The tears in the corner of the eyes slipped like a pearl over his wrinkled cheeks and fell on his clothes.

Jiang Yi stood silently behind him.

The sage also wants to miss the mother ...

The audience in the live broadcast was moved by his back, and he couldn't help thinking of his mother.

"Woohoo, this acting god, I miss my mother too!"

"Well, I don't know how long I have never seen my mother, and I haven't returned last year!"

"You are much better than me upstairs. When I was ten years old, my mother died. I just want to see it, and I can only be in a dream ..."

"Hearing the pain that Jiang Shen said, I think, my mother must have experienced it when she was born with me?"

Just when they continued to reflect and discuss, the Confucian saint who was silent for a while, spoke.

"I lost my father three years old. Since then, the relatives who accompanied me were only my mother. At that time, others said that my mother and father were wild, thinking that I was the son of the wild."

"But my mother still cultivates me into talents with her resolute and brave character ..."

Confucius was facing Jiang Yi with his back, letting his tears flow continuously, and choked very choked: "And I am fourteen years old, there is no mother ..."

"The women you are talking about will suffer, my mother, presumably it must be tried ..."

He raised his head and looked at the sunset that was about to droop. When he remembered that he was just a teenager.

Jiang Yi didn't answer, listened silently.

In an instant, he had a decision ...

"Since my mother died, I have never returned ..."

"So when someone said that I was a dog of a funeral family, I was speechless, because I really had no home ..."

"I think, if my mother was still there at the time, I would definitely fight with that person. If my mother knew, it would be good to educate that person!"

"But she is gone ..."

Confucius was trembling with a cane's hand. No one knew that there was no parent at the age of fourteen. He was also identified as the son of the wild. He came to this day with what kind of perseverance.

If it is said, who wants to see the most before dying, then this person must not be later generations, nor his disciples.

But, the mother who played the most important role in his enlightenment!

"I don't know what my mother knows my life?"

"I, will it be her pride?"

Confucius was stunned, and her mother looked like her mother.

His memory of his mother always stayed at her 32 years old.

In his mind, his mother is always a beautiful woman.

"Zhongni, will your mother teach you to blow the instrument?"

"Zhongni, you run slowly, don't fall!"

"It's okay, this is difficult to learn, it doesn't matter, the mother takes you to try again ..."

One memory segment after another, like a slide appeared in the minds of Confucius.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help raising, fantasizing that his mother was in front of himself, and couldn't help murmuring: "Mother ----"

"Zhongni!"

Suddenly, a while of familiar shouts came from behind Kong Saint!

The body of Confucius was obviously stunned!

Yes ... is it a hallucination?!

Why do I seem to hear my mother's voice?

He turned subconsciously. When he saw the latest scene of the mirror of that time and space, he couldn't even care about the crutch. It seemed to be ten years younger, and rushed towards the woman in the mirror: quickly:

"Mother!"

"Mother !!!"

"Child, miss you !!!"

The saint Confucius could no longer care whether tears poured down like rain!

He has forgotten that this is just an illusory scene, and he wants to embrace his mother for a while ...

But when he was close to his mother, he found that he had passed through that mirror!

The last trace of defense in the bottom of his heart collapsed completely. He was like getting lost in the mountains in the night. Looking at the desperate and helpless children of the gloomy world, he choked and said, "After ..."

"Later, can I go to my mother's time and see her?!"

"I ... I want to hug my mother too !!!"

The scene of the saints ignored the etiquette that made many modern audiences cry!

"Woohoo, I miss mom ..."

"I also think, I really want to see my mother, if there is such a mirror of time and space!"

"If my mother is still there, I will definitely not be bullied by anyone!"

"Mom ... Mom, I have a lot of words, I want to tell you!"

The audience took out the paper towels and couldn't hold it up.

Holding you that when I was a kid, is there a crisis that will block you behind you, is it still by your side?

Jiang Yi was completely touched by the reaction of Kong Saint. He realized that if he gets a number of crossing places in the future, he must develop a habit of leaving a one!

The ancestors also have their regrets, and there are their dreams that they are not expected!

If you always have such a place, whether it is a sage or ancestor, as long as he thinks, you can take them to see it immediately!

He said towards the saint of Kong, solemnly: "Master, I can let you talk to your mother. If you want to see it, when I have this ability, I will take you to see her."

"well!"

Being able to talk to his mother, Confucius was already satisfied, but he asked very worriedly:

"Then ... can my mother see me?"

"OK."

"Then you wait!"

The saint Kong quickly wiped his tears, trying to straighten his waist without a crutch, and almost fell to the ground.

Jiang Yi wanted to help, but was blocked by him.

"No, I can, I can't let my mother see what I am now ..."

"I want her to know, I am doing well now!"

Confucius forcibly supports his body and is sorting out his image.

While the sage was still preparing, Jiang Yi let the mirror of time and space edit a flash of flash about Confucius and Confucius.

The above or pictures, or videos, there are background introduction above.

Most of the world only knows that Confucius is a saint. Most of them know that Meng Mu Mo Qian, but I do n’t know. In the enlightenment process of the Confucius, there is also a very good and loved mother-
Chapter completed!