(Minghui.org) I used to be a government official and was once recognized as a “model worker.” I worked for 20 years before I was fired for being a Falun Dafa practitioner. After the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched the persecution of Falun Dafa in 1999, I was persecuted relentlessly and tortured until my arms were paralyzed. I lost my job, and my ID card was confiscated. To avoid harassment, I was forced to move four times before finally moving back to my hometown.
My husband was an excellent middle school teacher, but he was still sentenced to five years in prison for his faith. After he was released 10 years ago, we moved back to our hometown. It’s a very poor village, and we lived in an old house left to us by our parents.
My husband’s elder brother’s family also lives in the village. His brother died at a young age, and his wife was in poor health. They had two sons and two daughters-in-law, Ling and Ming. I was close to my daughters-in-law, and they often sought my advice. Ming and her husband took their children to the city to run a business and left their house for me to look after. Before they returned for the holidays, I would clean the house inside and out. When my husband’s sister-in-law was in good health, she also helped me take care of the house.
Ming is a capable businesswoman who is well-informed and understanding. She once said, “Auntie, you’re such a good person. You shouldn’t be persecuted for practicing Falun Dafa. The CCP is very bad to do that. My family was really opposed to me getting engaged to your nephew because you practiced Falun Dafa. They don’t know how great Dafa is and that practitioners are good people. When I visit them, I will tell them that I have married into a good family!”
I gave Ming an amulet and advised her to be kind to people in her business, be patient when she encountered difficulties, and that being friendly is conducive to success. I also told her to often recite, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” because higher beings will bless good people.
Ming followed my advice and later told me, “Auntie, I have benefited from your practice!”
My neighbor has twin boys whose father works away from home year-round. The mother had little education and was unable to teach them. The children also had learning disabilities, and the parents complained that they were not smart.
When I learned of their situation, I taught the kids problem-solving skills so they could learn to classify, summarize, understand, and recall. I asked them to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” and told them that Dafa could open up their wisdom. I also helped them quit the CCP’s Young Pioneers. Shortly afterward, their interest in learning increased significantly, and their grades improved. The family was very happy. Their grandfather thanked me, saying, “My grandchildren got smarter after meeting you.”
One of the boys was later admitted to a prestigious university, while the other learned technical skills and makes a good living.
A middle-aged man was selling apples at the market. When I told him “Quitting the CCP ensures your safety,” he responded brashly, “I’m a veteran Party member. I joined the CCP in the army. Several people have asked me to quit the Party over the years. I love the CCP—I won’t quit.” He then gestured for me to leave.
I changed the subject and said, “Look at your apples. They are all the same size and look so nice. How do you grow them so well?”
“You don’t understand!” he replied. “When we picked them, we had to throw away the bad, rotten, and small green ones. If I’d put them on display, even the good ones wouldn’t sell for a decent price.”
“Now I understand!” I said. “You know, there have been so many disasters, like droughts, floods, and infectious diseases. Who were they targeting? I think they came for the bad people. But who are the bad people?
“You work hard to take care of your trees, so you can’t be a bad person. There was an old saying, ‘Chipping away at the foundation.’ The CCP and its affiliated organizations are like a house. Whoever joins it moves into their house. Some Party members are corrupt; isn’t it just like chipping away at the foundation? The bad guys are making the walls of the house weaker by chipping away at the foundation of the house. But the other Party members are still sitting in the house.
“I’m just asking CCP members to get out of the house before it collapses. It’s time for heaven to eliminate the CCP. Only by quitting the Party can you secure your future. When the rotten guys are removed, you don’t want to be thrown away with them, right?”
He nodded, handed me a stool to sit on, and said, “Let’s talk about what’s on my mind. In fact, my life is not good. When I was young, I worked hard for seven years to get promoted in the army. I was supposed to be, but in the end, I wasn’t because someone else had a better relationship with the army officers, so he was promoted instead of me. I’ve struggled and suffered all my life, but I have to say publicly that I love the CCP. I’m afraid that if I say anything wrong, I’ll lose my veteran’s allowance.”
I was touched by his story and told him that Dafa saves people. I asked him to quit the CCP with the pseudonym Pan Hao. He was happy to quit and took the informational booklet and amulet that I offered him. He said gratefully, “If you come to my village, make sure to visit. I will treat you to a good meal.”
I have a distant cousin who is an official in the county government. He knew that I had been severely persecuted. Over the years, no matter where I moved, he would always come to visit me. Every time he came, he would tell me that he was there to see my mother. When he was little, my mother helped his family spin, weave, and make clothes. He dared not speak out about how I’d been persecuted for fear of losing his job. However, he would send us gifts, give me financial support, and secretly protect me.
After I was released from the detention center, he drove to pick me up. When he saw me, he turned pale and his eyes welled up. I understood he felt my pain.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival one year, he and his wife drove to visit us. That was the first time they’d ever been to our village. They didn’t know how to get here, and I didn’t have a cell phone. So he asked people in the village, “Do you know Ms. Ding? She and her husband are Falun Dafa practitioners.” They asked many people, but got the same answer: “There’s no such person in this village.”
His wife figured it out and said to her husband, “You drive a car and wear leather shoes, and you’re a big man. People must think you are here to persecute her.” So she said to the next villager, “We’re Ms. Ding’s cousins, and we came to visit her. Do you know where she lives?” They were given directions right away.
When she saw me, my cousin smiled and exclaimed, “You’re so popular! The whole village is protecting you!”
The people in our village have come to understand the goodness of Dafa and treat me as a friend, family member, and benefactor. They gave us firewood in the winter and vegetables in the summer and helped us repair our house. They even tried to help me find a job. My life is getting better and better!
I take care of our courtyard and the surroundings and keep them looking nice. My family is now regarded as being the most upright and kind in the village.
I would like to thank Master Li for spreading Dafa, which has benefited many people.