(Minghui.org) I’m in my 70s. After I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1998, I recovered from various illnesses. Over the years, no matter how bad the weather was I went out every day to clarify the truth about Dafa. Talking to all kinds of people offered me many cultivation opportunities. Many people thanked me but some scolded me or threatened to report me.
When I was clarifying the truth to people a policeman told me, “Don’t even think about leaving.” I thought to myself: “It doesn’t matter what you say because my Master has the final say. I must leave in 20 minutes.” After I was taken to the police station, I just told the police the truth about Dafa.
They took notes as I spoke. I said, “Falun Dafa is righteous. You are committing a crime by persecuting practitioners.” The police chief said, “We are following orders. The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) pays us.” I explained, “No, the CCP does not pay your salaries. The CCP doesn’t work or operate the factories. It’s the workers and farmers who pay taxes that support you.” The director told me, “You can go.” I walked out of the police station in exactly 20 minutes. Thank you Master for protecting me!
My daughter also practices Falun Dafa. One day she and I went out and talked to people about Dafa and the persecution. When I clarified the truth to a plainclothes policeman, five policemen came from behind and grabbed me. They tried to make me get into a police car. But these strong, young men could not move me. When my daughter ran over the police searched her bag and found a lot of truth clarification materials. After they dragged her into the car, I decided to go with them. The police station was the same one I was taken to the last time I was arrested. One policeman recognized me and said, “I told you not to come here again. Don’t think about leaving this time.”
I waited until late afternoon. Then I thought, “No, I have to clarify the truth about Dafa.” I told the two policemen on duty, “Let me go. I should not stay here.” They told me they would find a good place for me, which meant they would detain me somewhere else. I said, “What you say doesn’t count. Do you know that Bo Xilai and Zhou Yongkang were arrested because they persecuted Falun Dafa? Do you know that a local police chief so-and-so, actively persecuted Dafa practitioners, and he drove into a big tree and died on his daughter’s wedding day.” They said, “Tell us more, so we can record and videotape you.” I told them, “Record it, record it well, and let everyone see it.” They left and soon returned, One said, “You can leave, old man.” I asked, “Where is my daughter?” One said, “Your daughter can leave with you.”
The Police Know the Truth
When I was telling people about Dafa a police car arrived after someone reported me. The police tried to drag me into the car. When they could not move me they called for backup and another police car came. A supervisor got out and asked what happened. I said, “So many of you came for me. Let’s go.” I continued to clarify the truth after I arrived at the station. The police chief said, “All right, stop talking. I understand now. Go!” I went home.
One time, I refused to get into the police car. However, after a long confrontation with the police, I told them I would go with them so they could carry out their orders. After I arrived at the police station, which has a bad reputation for arresting Falun Dafa practitioners, I continued to clarify the truth to the police. They did not want to listen. Finally, two policemen understood and agreed to withdraw from the CCP and its youth organizations. After a while, they found my daughter’s phone number and asked her to come to the police station. The police chief asked her my age, and my daughter replied, “He’s in his 70s.” He was surprised and said, “He’s in such good health for being over 70. I just turned 50, and my whole body is riddled with diseases.” My daughter responded, “Then you should practice Falun Dafa with my father.” The police chief laughed. I returned home safely.
I clarify the truth about Dafa wherever I go. When I visited my son in another city a local bad guy notified the police. I was taken to the police station where I continued to clarify the truth. The policeman nodded without saying anything. Finally, my son and his supervisor came to take me home.
From these five incidents, especially the last one, I finally realized that I should not let the evil continue persecuting me. From now on, I will not listen to them or follow them. I have not broken any laws. They are the ones who are committing a crime. Since then, I have not been afraid of anything, and I have not experienced such persecution again.
A few days ago, I found eight corns on my heel, and the ball of my foot. Walking was very painful. However, I continued going out to clarify the truth to people without missing a single day. One day I tried to clarify the truth to an elderly man, but he refused to listen. I became a little anxious and said, “Brother, you are confused.” He started to scold me using very bad words. I looked inward and quickly replied, “I’m sorry, I made a mistake.” On the way back, I found that my foot no longer hurt, even though it previously hurt so much that I did not dare to touch the ground with it. The next day, the corns turned black, and then they all healed.