(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Dafa in 1998 when I was 58. I have five siblings and I’m the second oldest. When I was eight months old, I had polio. As a result, my right leg was disabled, and my legs were always stone-cold in the winter.
When I was three, my mother put me near a coal-burning stove to warm my legs. My winter cotton pants caught fire. My grandma heard me crying, quickly put out the fire, and bandaged my burnt left foot. When the bandage was removed, we discovered that the big toe of my left foot was stuck to the back of the foot. No shoe would fit my misshapen left foot. With a disabled right leg and left foot, I could not walk. My grandma later told me I crawled on the ground all day long.
When I was eight and reached school age, my father took me to a doctor to amputate my left toe so I could wear a shoe. I then learned to walk with crutches.
We lived in a mountain region. The school was about a mile away. It was difficult for me to walk with crutches, and I often cried on the way to school.
At lunchtime, all the other students went home for lunch. I was the only one who stayed behind, without anything to eat or drink. I had to wait until school ended in the afternoon to go home and eat. Until the end of junior high school, my hands were often covered in bloody blisters. And constant hunger left me with severe stomachaches.
With so many children in the family, I had to help my mother. When I was 12, I did many household chores, including sewing shoes for the entire family. I also cooked, washed clothes, fed the pigs, and herded the sheep.
In my late teens, I left home and went to a nearby town to learn sewing skills. I then opened a small sewing shop and got married.
When my first daughter was a year old, I developed breast hyperplasia, gynecological inflammation, and migraines. I tried many Chinese and Western medicines, but none of them helped. I was ill all the time. Meanwhile, I still had to do my sewing job. I cried and asked why my life was so miserable. I was in a bad mood and often got angry with my husband.
I began to practice Falun Dafa in the fall of 1998. At that time, I went to a nearby practice site to do the exercises every morning and evening. I also joined a Fa-study group once a week and read Zhuan Falun with fellow practitioners.
Master Li said:
“... because this karma is not accumulated in only one lifetime. The community of cultivators believes that the Original Soul does not become extinct. If the Original Soul does not become extinct, one probably had social interactions before this life. So one might have owed something to someone, bullied someone, or done other bad things, such as killing, which would induce this karma. These things add up in another dimension, and this person always carries them; the same is also true with the white substance. This is not the only source, as there is also another situation. Throughout the generations in the family, ancestors may also accumulate karma for later generations.” (Lecture Four, Zhuan Falun)
So that was why my life was so miserable! The more I read the book, the more I understood the difference between what was good and what was bad. I also became considerate of others and learned to look inward when conflicts occurred.
My husband and I ran a small supermarket. A neighbor once sat at the front counter and chatted with me. She left but then returned and said her cell phone was missing. I said I did not see her cell phone in my store. She then went home and returned with her mother-in-law. The older lady said, “My daughter-in-law lost her phone in your store. Did you see anyone take it?” When I said I had not, she crossed her arms, looked at me as if I were a criminal, and said, “You can have the phone. But please return the phone card to us.”
This woman’s mother-in-law, sisters, and husband all stood in front of the store and insisted that her phone had gone missing inside. I repeated that I did not see her phone. “I practice Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance,” I told her. “I won’t take anything that is not mine.”
A week later, the neighbor came back and apologized to me. She said she had found the phone at home. She said her mother-in-law told her not to tell me about it because I might get angry. I told her I did not mind at all.
The next time I saw her mother-in-law, I greeted her warmly. She looked embarrassed. I then found opportunities to clarify the truth to their entire family. All of them agreed to withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) organizations.
I have been memorizing Zhuan Falun. The first time I memorized the entire book, it took me eight months. By now I have recited the book by memory many times. Every day, I send forth righteous thoughts intensively to eliminate all elements of the evil CCP, as well as all the factors that interfere with my saving people.
In 2015, many practitioners filed lawsuits against former CCP leader Jiang Zemin. I filed a lawsuit using my real name. Officials came to my home three times. The first two times, I had the attachment of fear. My sister, also a Dafa practitioner, clarified the truth about the persecution to them, and they left. I knew this was a test I had to pass and looked inward. What was I afraid of? I have Master! So I asked Master to arrange for more officials to come to my home so I could have a chance to save them.
A female official in charge of “Falun Dafa issues” came to my house. I told her about the retribution that took place for three officials who participated directly in persecuting me in 2007. The first person was the 610 Office director who was diagnosed with rectal cancer. The second person had a young family member die. And the third person had to have six stents implanted.
When I mentioned their names, the female official nodded and said she knew all of them. I said I felt pity for them, since they did not know the truth about Dafa. If they knew, they would not have participated in persecuting practitioners. The official told me that her brother had just been diagnosed with a terminal illness, and she herself suffered from insomnia. I then suggested she recite, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I said, “Miracles will happen when you recite these sentences.” I also advised her to tell her brother.
I told her that Dafa has spread to more than 100 countries, Zhuan Falun has been translated into 40 languages, and Master Li Hongzhi is well respected. We chatted for more than two hours. At noon, she said she had to leave and added, “I want to come to talk with you again when I get time.”
During the CCP’s “Zero-Out” campaign last spring, four police officers showed up at my door. They demanded I let them in, but I refused and said, “You are the police, but I won’t let you in my house. What you have been doing is illegal. You’ve harassed me so many times over the past 20 years. You made it look like I did something wrong! Because I practice Falun Dafa, I became an unselfish person. I always consider others first. I have good relationships with all my neighbors. I never need to see a doctor or take a single pill. I follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.”
They were quiet, so I continued, “Falun Dafa is the Buddha Fa. If you treat Dafa well, you will be blessed. You are still very young. You should consider your future. As police officers, your duty is to deter bad people. Falun Dafa practitioners are good people. Persecuting Dafa practitioners won’t do you any good!”
I noticed that many neighbors were also listening. I then said to the officers, “The grapes my family grow are ripening. If you come to see me as friends, but not as police officers, you will be welcome to taste my grapes.” The four of them smiled and left.
The next morning, a neighbor spoke to me about the prior evening and was impressed. “You talked a lot, but the police did not say anything.” I told her I was clarifying the truth about Dafa to them.
I once went to send righteous thoughts near a prison that persecuted practitioners. I met a couple who were sanitation workers and asked if they’d heard about quitting the CCP organizations to be protected from calamities. When they said they had not, I explained how the CCP has destroyed Chinese culture and traditions, how it’s killed millions of people in its many political movements, and how the CCP persecutes Falun Dafa and even harvests practitioners’ organs for profit.
“Heaven will eliminate the CCP. You see more and more disasters these days.” I then told them that reciting, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” would protect them.
The husband gave me his name and said he would like to withdraw from the CCP’s Youth League and Young Pioneers. I turned to the wife, “Will you quit the CCP organizations, too?” She said she believed in Jesus, so I replied, “The CCP is atheist. Only by quitting the CCP can God bless you!” She understood, told me her name, and asked me to help her quit the Young Pioneers. I gave both of them amulets with blessings about Dafa inscribed on them.
A week later, an elderly couple knocked on my door. I did not recognize them partly because of their masks. The man said, “Do you remember me? You gave me an amulet. But somehow I lost it. I want to tell you that the other day my eyes hurt badly, and I saw black shadows hovering around me. I immediately recited, ‘Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!’ My eyes stopped hurting, and there were no more flying black shadows. It worked like a miracle!”
They took my phone number, and the gentleman later called. He seemed very excited and wanted to tell me something. But I stopped him from talking over the phone (for safety reasons) and hurried to his workplace.
He exclaimed, “I wanted to thank you! Without you, I probably would be in a detention center now.”
“Do not thank me. Please thank Dafa’s Master Li.”
“Yes, I thank Master Li!” he said. He told me he was a team leader at work. A co-worker of his, someone no one usually dared to offend, started to argue with him about the end-of-the-year bonus. Just as a fight was about to break out, he remembered the word “Forbearance” in Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, so he dropped his fists.
“Many bystanders were watching. I felt I was losing face,” He said. “But I followed Forbearance! If I hadn’t, and if I had fought, I probably would have been arrested. And my family’s new year would have been ruined. Dafa blessed me! Dafa blessed my entire family!”
I often rode my tricycle to go out to clarify the truth. In a dream, I saw that my tricycle is a holy weapon—a powerful wheel carrying fire and wind.
I want to say to Master on the last leg of my cultivation journey, “I will follow you to save more sentient beings and fulfill my historic vow.”
I am grateful for Master’s compassionate salvation!