(Minghui.org) I’m 68 this year, and I have been practicing Falun Dafa since 1998. Master Li advised us to make good use of our time to save people, so everyday I go out on my electric bike to clarify the truth to people, and Master also kindly arranges those who have an affinity with Dafa to connect with me.

One day, I went to buy an audio player in a store and clarified the truth to the young shop assistant about Falun Dafa. She was very responsive to what I told her and quit the CCP Young Pioneers and the Youth League that she had joined when she was younger.

She asked me, “What’s the meaning of life? Sometimes I feel I’m just rushing around for a living every day, and it might be easier to be dead.”

“Don’t ever think this way,” I said. “You are so young and attractive.”

“But I feel very gloomy these past few days. The weather has been depressing, and my mother-in-law has been bothering me, too. She often stirs up trouble, and I’m really fed up with her,” the shop assistant complained.

Her words brought back memories of the situation I was in before I began practicing Falun Dafa. Back then, my mother-in-law and I clashed almost daily, and I felt so miserable that I also sometimes contemplated death. If not for Falun Dafa, which gave me a new purpose in life, I might not be here today.

I felt very sympathetic toward the young shop assistant and shared a story I had read on the Minghui website. In that story, the practitioner’s father was bedridden. Although she had a number of siblings, they were all busy with work, so the practitioner cared for her father entirely on her own.

However, her father was not only ungrateful, he also often hit her with his walking stick. When she found it unbearable, she knelt down in front of Master’s portrait and told Master that she couldn’t keep going like this anymore.

That night, Master gave her a hint in a dream, in which she learned that she was a princess in her previous life and her father was her servant back then. Whenever she went riding, her father had to kneel down so that she could step on his back to mount her horse, and she would often whip him on a whim.

The next day, she knelt down in front of her father and allowed her father to beat her as he wished. Her father then passed away after beating her. The young shop assistant shed tears as she listened to the story.

A few days later, I went to the store again to buy a memory card. The young shop assistant greeted me warmly and said, “Ma'am, I’m truly grateful to you. Now, when I come across things that make me unhappy, I would think of the story you told me the other day. Maybe I treated my mother-in-law badly in my previous life and I need to pay back my karmic debts this lifetime. When I think this way, I feel a lot better.”

Just then, a young man came to buy something. They knew each other, so I started clarifying the truth to him as well. However, as soon as I started, he grabbed my arm and said, “You can’t get away this time. I work in the 610 Office. You’d better come with me and tell us who else is in your group.”

The shop assistant tried to stop him, saying, “Don’t do anything wicked. She is a very nice lady.”

The young man let go of my arm and said, “I wouldn’t let you off the hook today if you didn’t look like a kindhearted person.”

The shop assistant said to me, “Ma'am, you can go now. Please take care.”

I had mixed feelings at that time. While I felt very happy for the young shop assistant for her righteous action as she had learned the truth about Falun Dafa, I also felt sad for not being able to save the young man at the time. I sincerely hope that other fellow practitioners may have an opportunity to save him at a later date.

The shop assistant was duly rewarded for her good deed. Later, she and her husband opened a market that did very well, and her son was admitted to the university he wanted to attend.