一年多前,李敏唯一的儿子斌斌因车祸突然离世,本为单亲妈妈的她,从此孤身一人,深居简出。在社区做计生工作的小张,没见李敏来参加迎春茶话会,便提着一箱芦柑上门慰问。打开门,一股呛人的烟味扑鼻而来。客厅斌斌遗像下,摆放着几个菜,一柱香烧了大半,阳台上有个脸盆还在不断冒着烟。,“李女士,我是居委会的小张。”“哦,有事吗?”“快过节了,我来慰问你。”李敏斜眼瞅了一下小张手里东西,也没让她坐下,说:“有慰问金吗?这东西我不要!” More than a year ago, Bin Li, the only son of Li Min, died suddenly of a car accident and was a single mother and she was alone. Xiao Zhang doing family planning work in the community, did not see Li Minlai to attend the spring tea party, then carrying a box of citrus home condolences. Open the door, a choking smoke smell. Bin Bin portrait of the living room, placed a few dishes, a column of incense burning more than half, there is a balcony on the balcony still continue to smoke. “” “” Oh, something? “” Happy holidays, I come to thank you. “Li Min glanced at the things Zhang hands, but also Did not let her sit down and said: ”There is consolation money? I do not want this thing! "