China Fahui | My Humble House Is a Materials Production Site

(Minghui.org) Greetings revered Master! Greetings fellow practitioners!

I’m 64 years old and I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1997. I set up a materials production site at my home in 2007 thanks to practitioners’ encouragement. It has been running smoothly for 20 years.

As a practitioner who is closely connected with Minghui website, I feel honored, and that what I do is sacred. Thanks to Master’s protection, I follow the direction of the Minghui website closely and I’m able to validate the Fa and help Master save sentient beings. I’d like to share some of my cultivation experiences with fellow practitioners and report them to Master.

My husband and I lived in the countryside, but we moved to the city in 1997 and bought a small house. We did odd jobs to make ends meet. A relative knew that I was in poor health and suggested that I try Falun Dafa. When I heard the words “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance” I felt the practice was good and told my relative that I would practice.

My classmate invited me to attend her Fa study group. The practitioners there were elderly and didn’t read the Fa smoothly. I was still young so I was asked to lead them to read the Fa. We stopped meeting after the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) started persecuting practitioners on July 20, 1999, so I studied the Fa at home.

In 2000, my son occasionally picked up Falun Dafa leaflets, and brought them home. I read them, found them very good, and kept them. I later realized that they were to save sentient beings, so I told my son, “If you see Dafa leaflets on the street, please insert them underneath the doors of the households.”

I was able to connect with practitioners again in 2006 and got Minghui Weekly every week, from which I was able to stay updated. By reading Minghui Weekly and the leaflets my son brought home, I came to know how brutally the CCP persecuted practitioners.

I started to renovate my small house in the spring of 2007 because it was falling apart. My husband couldn’t watch TV so I asked him to read Minghui Weekly to learn the facts about Falun Dafa. When I read stories about the persecution, I told my husband and son, “If I had money, I would buy machines to print leaflets to expose the persecution and let people know the truth.”

My husband was furious when he read the stories about how the CCP brutally persecuted practitioners. He cursed and said, “These persecutors should be killed.”

The renovation was nearly completed that autumn after several months of hard work. One day, two practitioners came to see me and saw my new house. One of them said to me quietly, “We want to set up a materials production site at your home. Other practitioners can then come to your house to make materials. Is that okay with you?” I said, “Of course, very good. I wanted to do it, but I had nothing. If practitioners can come and make materials here, isn’t that marvelous?” The practitioner said, “Please discuss it with your husband. Don’t make the decision yourself.” I talked with my husband. He didn’t say anything and gave his silent consent.

The practitioners moved all the machines for making truth-clarification materials into my house in August. One machine was big and high, and cost more than 30,000 yuan—as much as it cost to renovate my house. There other equipment was also very expensive. A practitioner asked if I wanted to learn how to make materials. At that time I had to work to make a living. I could only help them when I was at home. My main contribution was providing the site where they could make materials.

Two male practitioners came to my home to make Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party booklets. I gave each of them a key to my house. I was out working while they stayed at my house. Our materials production site started to run.

The male practitioners left after one year. Then several female practitioners came to make the materials. I never asked them who came or went and I never touched the machines or computers.

A female practitioner came to my home one evening and taught me how to sort pages. She said, “Do you want to know what has happened to us before?” I said, “I don’t mind what you did before. Since you come to my home, we are pre-destined to meet.” She explained how she and other practitioners had been persecuted. The persecution was terrifying. The CCP used any means possible to persecute practitioners. It was so evil.

She told me her story to remind me that it was not easy to set up a materials production site. The evil was staring at us, and we needed to be vigilant and pay attention to safety. We must take cultivation seriously. But my second thought was that the persecution had nothing to do with me. I haven’t had any negative thoughts since we set up the materials production site at my home.

The persecution was severe at that time. One day my nephew came to see me and saw the machines and the other practitioners, and he knew we were making materials. On another occasion, my brother-in-law came and saw all the stuff, and knew that I was printing leaflets at home.

They told my father what they saw at my home. He asked my brother to pass on his message. He didn’t allow me to do these kinds of things at home. He said that people were put into jail because they practiced Falun Dafa. I told my brother, “Please tell Dad that nothing will happen to me.”

When we started to make materials at my home, we could hear the police cars howling around the nearby streets. I was not moved and didn’t think the police had anything to do with me. As the persecution escalated, other practitioners asked me to hide this or that and I quickly did. I later realized that no matter how I hid them, they were still in my house. Why was I hiding them? Practitioners made a lot of materials every time. We put them all over my kang (a kind of bed in Northeast China area) while the ink dried.

We usually made truth-clarification desk calendars in autumn and winter. The papers were damp. We put reels of paper on my kang and put blankets over them to dry them so that they wouldn’t stick together when we printed.

We made over 30,000 desk calendars every year at my home. The desk calendar backing boards were transported to my home by a truck. The boards were stacked from floor to ceiling inside my house. We put calendars into boxes and delivered them to practitioners by truck. My house became a small processing factory, and we were constantly busy. I asked Master to protect us and said, “Master, please strengthen us. We are doing the most righteous thing. No one should interfere with us.”

Our materials production site was the biggest in our area. Four female practitioners ran the site all year round. Boxes upon boxes were transported out to practitioners. One practitioner oversaw the donations made by practitioners and kept a strict eye on them to avoid any mistakes.

We needed more practitioners to make desk calendars each year. I stopped working during that time and stayed at home to help complete this project to save sentient beings. During the process, I learned to let go of myself, appreciate other practitioners’ merits and put up with their shortcomings, and I helped out wherever I could.

Master said:

“You should be noble and high-minded, and cooperate well with others. It’s not about whose idea is the best. When someone’s idea isn’t great, or all that well thought out, you should quietly and discreetly find a way to help make it work, and help get all the bases covered! That will be what earns you the admiration of divine beings, and you will have done it without saying anything! Who came up with the idea is not what’s important, but rather, who has fully developed himself through the process; whoever works on himself has grown from it.” (“Fa Teaching at the 2019 New York Fa Conference,” Collected Fa Teachings, Vol. XV)

The four female practitioners were older than me. I didn’t donate any money but provided the site for them. I did what I could do and did whatever other practitioners asked me to do. When they printed materials and asked me to tidy them up before they left, I put them in piles and I cleaned the room.

When I worked with them, I was not picky about what job I did. I did whatever I was asked to do. When I was asked to print something out, I used the printers. I read some technical articles and I learned how to print leaflets.

When it was a busy season and practitioners needed a lot of materials, I didn’t wait for the other practitioners. I started the machines and printed leaflets. They continued after they arrived.

The practitioners brought their own lunch boxes, and bought food for me and my husband as well. As time went on, I asked them to stop bringing food for my husband. My husband also asked them to stop bringing food for my family. But they insisted on bringing us food.

Two practitioners bought me a lot of food because they were quite wealthy. The third practitioner said that they were rich, so I shouldn’t feel guilty. I said, “Thank you, but I have different understanding. They have such fortune, but I don’t have it. Cultivation is a serious matter. I should cultivate myself in every aspect. We shouldn’t measure things using human notions.”

I also contributed to the production site. In summer and autumn, I cooked vegetables from my garden and gave them to practitioners. They wanted to pay the electric fee and the cost of the coal. I didn’t accept it and told them that I should pay the fees. But the following autumn, they had coal delivered to my home. I estimated the cost and donated the amount to make materials.

One day my son took a sheet of A3 paper from the production site. I told him that he should pay for it, so he paid 50 cents for it. I am a practitioner and should be strict with myself. I shouldn’t have any selfish thoughts.

My husband became a member of our production team as the site was running year-round at my home. When we were busy, he helped us sort pages, bind booklets, fold desk calendars, and put leaflets into bags.

During two winters, only one practitioner and I worked at the production site. Other practitioners had other things to do. They didn’t arrange for more practitioners to come to help. I was not sure if both of us could complete the job. The other practitioner assured me that we could do it. I said, “We should get up early and go to bed late to get the work done.” My husband offered to help us. The other practitioner left when her working hours were complete. I continued printing materials. My husband didn’t say anything but kept helping me do this and that. Both of us got up early and finished work late every day. We completed the calendars on time.

On another year when we finished the desk calendar project, we continued making the truth-clarification booklets. The Chinese New Year was approaching, and three practitioners had to leave. Only another practitioner and I stayed. She was worried that we wouldn’t finish the job before the Chinese New Year. I asked her not to worry. She lived by herself but still came to my house on time. When she arrived, I had already printed piles of booklets. She constantly asked me if we would finish the job on time. I thought to myself that she shouldn’t ask but just do the work. I asked my husband to help us sort out pages and she bound the booklets. I did the printing and I put booklets into bags. I was very busy.

During the process, this practitioner still did the work at her own pace and as if she worked for me. I realized that this happened so I could cultivate myself. I was not moved and I didn’t blame her. My husband and I got up early, worked late, and we finished the project on time. We didn’t delay delivering materials to other practitioners.

Doing things is not cultivation. We cultivate ourselves while we are doing things. When we were printing and assembling The Ultimate Goal of Communism booklets I felt that other practitioners weren’t putting their hearts into it. They made 100 booklets but I saw the covers fall off of more than 50 booklets the following day, as they did a poor job. We need to make good quality materials and should be strict with ourselves, as we were doing this to help Master save people.

I repeatedly told them to use more glue when they put the covers on the booklets, but they didn’t take my words seriously. I said seriously, “Please redo the cover. Please use more glue. Please take this work seriously.” They didn’t say anything.

The Minghui website suggested that materials production sites should be set up everywhere in China. As more production sites were established in our area, my home site didn’t need to provide as many materials as before, and the four practitioners left. I took over the work on my site and my husband occasionally helped me.

When the COVID pandemic broke out in 2020, practitioners realized the urgency of saving sentient beings, and started distributing truth-clarification materials on a large scale. I became busy again and frequently worked until midnight. Other practitioners worked hard as well. They got hundreds of booklets from me every time, and went to far away areas to distribute them.

Other practitioners didn’t fear hardships and risks, and stepped out to save sentient beings. Compared with them, I only stayed at home making materials which wasn’t hard. I needed to do a good job to support them. In the previous year, practitioners distributed materials to all villages and townships in our area. They also distributed flyers to thousands of households in the city residential areas. We worked together to save sentient beings. My production site became the top provider of materials to our local practitioners.

Master published the article “How Humankind Came To Be” in 2023, and practitioners distributed this article on a large scale. I got up early and stayed up late to make more materials for practitioners. There were not many practitioners in our area but many people live here. Fellow practitioners tried their best and worked hard to save them.

I didn’t count how many copies of leaflets, booklets, and other materials I made. My production site was running like a spinning top and was very productive. It became my cultivation site and helped me eliminate my attachments and cultivate my xinxing. I assisted Master in saving sentient beings through this project.

I have walked through four seasons every year for 20 years and cultivated myself quietly. Thank you Master for arranging my cultivation path carefully after I had the wish to cultivate. I have walked on my cultivation journey and I fulfill my vows smoothly, thanks to Master’s saving grace. My gratitude to Master cannot be expressed in any human language.

Master said:

“Cultivate with the heart you once had, and spiritual perfection is certain! May you grow ever more diligent as you approach the end!” (“To the Experience-Sharing Conference in Taiwan”)

I will remember Master’s words and walk on my cultivation path in the Fa-rectification period, and follow Master to return to my original home.

Thank you, Master for your compassionate salvation! Thank you, fellow practitioners!

(Selected submission for the 23rd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)