(Minghui.org) When a kind person approached me in July 1996 and said that Falun Dafa teaches people to follow Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, I burst into tears. I wanted to see what it was about and attended the nine-day video series to watch Master Li Hongzhi’s (Dafa’s founder) lectures. Master immediately began to purify my body.
At the time, I was terribly ill with migraines, liver disease, stomach disease, arthritis, heart problems, and joint pain. I was 5 feet 7 inches, but my weight was only 101 lbs.
After I began to practice Falun Dafa, I came to realize how relaxed I felt while being illness-free. I didn’t feel tired when I did manual labor, and my weight went up to 165 lbs. Seeing the changes in me, both my mother and daughter also began to practice Dafa.
Before my cultivating Dafa, I didn’t get along well with my in-laws. When my father-in-law retired, he didn’t ask my husband to take over his post, but rather his younger son. My mother-in-law also gave their house and land to my brother-in-law. So my husband and I had to move out and live in an apartment.
It was just like what Master Li said, “Many people just live to prove their point or save face ...” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun), I lived to prove my point and made every effort to make money. But while striving for a good life, my health declined, and I became very sick.
I wanted to follow what Master taught us and improve my relationship with my in-laws. During the holidays, I invited them to my home for dinner. I also celebrated their birthdays with them.
I was in the deli business. So from time to time, I invited them over for meals, and they were very pleased. With all the effort I put into it, our relationship changed for the better. When my mother-in-law noticed that I let go of my resentment to her and saw my health improve, she exclaimed, “This Dafa is truly great!” My sister-in-law also said, “We want to listen to Dafa’s teachings.”
They then decided to attend the nine-day video series. From there, they began to learn the exercises. My mother-in-law’s shingles were healed, and her temper also improved. Our family was living in harmony, which was unprecedented.
I managed my business by following Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, and my clients liked doing business with me. I once made a delivery to a restaurant, and the customer overpaid me by over 300 yuan. I returned all of it to him. He said cheerfully, “If we all were to practice Falun Dafa, then society would be much better. We could lead our lives while feeling secure. From now on, I only want to buy from you, as your products are of good quality and reasonably priced!”
Since July 20, 1999, when former Chinese Communist Party (CCP) leader Jiang Zemin began to persecute Dafa, many families were torn apart. The cultivation environment for practitioners was also undermined. Out of conscience and a sense of justice, I wanted to defend Dafa’s reputation by clarifying the truth to people and expose the CCP’s lies. Amidst the persecution, I embarked on the path of validating Dafa without hesitation and have continued to do so to this day.
A dozen of us went to Beijing to appeal to the government on July 23, 1999. When we were about to arrive, police officers boarded the train to check for practitioners. One armed police officer asked, “Who practices Falun Dafa? Tell us; otherwise, we’ll shoot to kill you.” I then had this thought, “What you say doesn’t count.” Immediately, that police officer got off the train.
When we arrived at Tiananmen Square, we walked around, but had no idea where to go to appeal. We spent the night by the side of the road. The next day, we went to the People’s Congress Hall. Upon hearing that we practice Falun Dafa, police officers arrested us, took us into their vehicles, and drove us to Fengtai Stadium.
I then clarified the truth to the officers. I talked about the facts that Dafa teaches people to follow Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, about Dafa’s amazing effect of healing illnesses and maintaining health, as well as the positive transformations I’ve experienced from cultivation. After the officers learned the truth, one of them said, “Please do it at home.” They then released us.
On day three, we went to Tiananmen Square again. My husband, who came to look for me, found me there. He forcefully took me to a train heading home. While sitting in the train and looking in the direction of Beijing, I couldn’t hold back my tears. I thought to myself, “Master, before the Fa is rectified, I will be back!”
After I returned home, police officers tricked me into being admitted to a detention center, where I was held for three months. Afterward, they transferred me to the municipal detention center. When a reporter came to interview me for the purpose of making a video to slander Dafa, I refused and said, “Practicing Dafa has made me healthy. By following Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, one leads a good life. How wonderful this practice is!” One officer asked me, “Can you just say something about your Master?” I replied, “My Master? It’s hard to describe my gratitude with ordinary language.” Upon hearing this, they all left.
I then thought to myself: “My body would still sit there even with my head cut off.” (“Huge Exposure,” Essentials for Further Advancement)
I started doing the sitting meditation and, in less than 10 minutes, a police officer came to tell me to pack up and head home. They then took me to a brainwashing center.
At the brainwashing center, they tried to force us to give up our cultivation. We were given very little food, and it wasn’t until the food was left out and infested with flies that were we allowed to eat. Every day, we were subjected to all kinds of torture, such as being forced to run, being exposed under the scotching sun for extended times, being forced to squat down for a length of time as a punishment, and walking along the walls with foot shackles on.
As a result, the skin on my heals was torn and raw. When I wanted to use the washroom, I wasn’t allowed. I thought: “When I live, I live for Dafa. When I die, I die for Dafa. I just won’t give up my cultivation!” With this thought, on the next day, they released me.
I was identified as a key practitioner for persecution. Whenever there was an order from the top, I’d be arrested and held in a detention center. I’d just recite Master’s article “Huge Exposure” from Essentials for Further Advancement, and do the exercises. Later, when other practitioners who were also held there were transferred to forced labor camps for further detention, I was released to go home.
My mother, myself, and another practitioner went to Beijing. This time, in order to avoid being discovered, we took a detour. We encountered a practitioner who was coming from the countryside of Jilin Province. She said she had to sell her own cow because she was short of money to pay for her fare to Beijing to validate the Fa. When we sat on Tiananmen Square to do the exercises, some police officers came to arrest us. We refused to go with them. I said, “I’m innocent!”
They then took us to a police station. During a medical exam, as soon as my mother went into the examination room, she felt her heartbeat accelerate. When they checked her heart rate, it was more than 200 bpm. But as soon as she stepped out of that room, everything went back to normal. Because she refused to say where she came from, the police officers took her to the railway station. After they got her a ticket, they pushed her into a train and left.
I was arrested and held at the Changping Detention Center in Beijing, where I went on a hunger strike for more than 20 days. The guards tied my feet and then force-fed me. They inserted a tube in my nose all the way into my lung. I was in so much pain that I couldn’t talk. I ended up vomiting out everything they forced into me. When they saw that, they knew that the tube had gone into my lung. After that, they still force-fed me salty water.
I thought to myself: I will leave everything up to Master. I closed my eyes and kept quiet. Meanwhile, both my mouth and nose kept bleeding. Upon seeing this, the guards took me to a railway station. They asked me where I came from, but I didn’t say anything. A male guard went to buy a ticket for me, while a female guard helped me to walk towards the platform. After they got a ticket for me, they pushed me into a train.
In September 2000, a dozen of our local practitioners were arrested and held at the municipal brainwashing center to be forcefully brainwashed. We were subjected to cruel torture and deceit. In the end, I was the only one who refused to be transformed. Both my husband and child came to beg me to give up my practice. I said, “I had all kinds of illnesses before. Through practicing Dafa, I got healed. When other people defame it, should I follow along?” Upon hearing that, the team leader of the Domestic Security Division sent me to a forced labor camp.
At the labor camp, I went on another hunger strike. The guards force-fed me and stepped on my stomach; they pinched my nose as they force-fed me. I became incontinent. They used all kinds of means to torture me non-stop, such as beating me, hanging me up, handcuffing me, and kicking me. They also punished me by forcing me to stand for a long time. As a result, I was on the brink of death.
But if I didn’t “transform,” they wouldn’t have stopped torturing me. As soon as I stood up, I passed out. When the jail doctor came to check on me, my heartbeat was as fast as 120 bpm. So they stopped torturing me. The next day, they sent me to another labor camp. They stopped torturing me, but gave me a six-month term extension. After two and a half years in the labor camp, I finally returned home.
My husband, who was having an affair with another woman, asked me for a divorce. The court then ordered a divorce. My apartment, land, and everything in it were awarded to my husband. I didn’t fight for anything and went to stay with my mother.
After I returned home, my mother said, “Let’s improve your cultivation state, study the Fa, and do the exercises. Afterward, we’ll go out to save sentient beings.”
My mother and I used a three-wheel vehicle to pick up loads of truth-clarification materials to distribute. During the daytime, we carried big bags of materials, brought along some food and water and walked all the way to nearby villages to distribute the materials. We then waited on the hill. After dark, we went inside the villages and distributed our materials the whole night.
We didn’t head home until dawn. I walked so much that my toenails had bruises underneath. But my mother said, “I’m not tired at all. It was as if my feet didn’t touch the ground.” My mother and I covered every neighborhood village with our truth-clarification materials.
My brother-in-law who knew the truth said, “You work too hard. Mom, don’t go. Let me take my sister-in-law on my motorcycle.” He ended up agreeing to drive me and a large bag of materials on his motorcycle. When we got to one village, I got off. After I finished handing them out, he took me to the next village. That’s how I managed to cover every village in our area one more time.
My mother was later arrested by police when she went out to distribute materials. She was sentenced to four years imprisonment.
After she was released, in order to avoid further interference and persecution, we went to the city and rented a place. Because we didn’t have an income, we lived very frugal lives. Sometimes, I even went to the supermarket to pick up leftover vegetable leaves. I saved the young leaves for my mother, whereas I had the old ones.
I also clarified the truth in this city, mainly through handing out truth-clarification materials. I covered the whole area on my own. I’m now almost close to covering the entire city for a second time.
My brother-in-law’s family received good fortune
Because my brother-in-law helped my mother and me to distribute truth-clarification materials, he received good fortune. He was once hit by a car when he rode his motorcycle. As a result, his motorcycle was damaged. He said it was as if something carried his body, then he slowly landed on the curb. The other driver was petrified. But my brother-in-law told the driver, “It’s okay, I will not blackmail you.” After he came home, he told us, “It was Master Li who saved me. That’s how I could land on the curb, safe and sound. Dafa is truly great! Thank you, Master Li!” Then he went over to Master’s portrait and bowed.
My sister’s daughter developed a headache. She was in so much pain that she cried out loud. She also called her mother. I said, “Master’s portrait is right there. You don’t go to ask for Master’s help, but ask your mother. What’s the use of that?” She didn’t want to listen to me, but still called her mother. When she couldn’t endure it anymore, she knelt down in front of Master’s portrait and said aloud, “Master!” Then she bowed two times. Before she even got up, her headache was gone. She smiled and said, “My pain stopped! My pain stopped!”
My nephew also believes in Dafa. He tidied up his own place for a few practitioners who had to leave their homes to avoid persecution, and he let them stay there. He also provided their food. He worked in the home renovation business. After the practitioners moved in, he received blessings. He began to make 200,000 yuan a month, and he started his own business. He now has assets worth a few tens of millions of yuan. With that, he often helped practitioners financially.
The landlord’s family received good fortune
My mother and I jointly rented a place. Upon seeing that the landlord’s courtyard was dirty, I bought a big broom. I cleaned the yard in front of the house and inside and outside the courtyard and hung the broom there for future cleaning. The landlord took a look and said happily, “I’ve never seen such a nice person like you!”
She once went out to do some labor. I stayed home to make noodles. When she returned, I told her, “I just made these noodles. Don’t worry about making your meals, just have some noodles.” She said, “Oh my god, you treat me even nicer than my own sister!” She became teary. When I clarified the truth to the landlord, she acknowledged it wholeheartedly. Her family of three all decided to quit the CCP.
The police found out about this place in 2011. I wasn’t home at the time. The landlord wanted to call me to tell me not to come home, but she didn’t know my number. She was very worried. She then told the police officers, “Let me tell you, the elderly lady has a heart problem. If you were to scare her to death in my house, I will not be done with you!”
They didn’t dare to go inside. After they left, I came back. The landlord said, “If I knew your number, I’d have hid in the washroom and called you.” My mother then put the Dafa books and Master’s portrait away in a bag. After the police left, my mother gave the bag to the landlord for her to put it in a secret place. The landlord said, “Just leave them in my room.”
The landlord was poor, and her two sons were not married. After she protected us, both of them got married. One of them married into a family who owned tens of millions of yuan in assets. Their family paid for the wedding, so the landlord didn’t have to spend a penny. The landlord so was happy; every day she recited, “Falun Dafa is wonderful!” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is wonderful!” The landlord’s brother also listened to my clarifying the truth. His whole family decided to quit the CCP. Right before I moved out, I helped install a satellite dish for the landlord to receive NTDTV programs.
During the past 27 years, I’ve been through many big trials and tribulations. Guided by Master’s profound Fa-principles and His compassionate protection, I broke through them. Master has worked tirelessly for his disciples; the Buddha’s saving grace is so immense! I don’t have words to express my gratitude. I want to follow what He says, do what I am supposed to do well, and return home with Master!