(Minghui.org) I grew up in a very poor family with three sisters. My parents could only afford to send me to school when I turned ten. I had to quit after middle school because my parents could no longer pay the tuition.
I became very depressed and had little hope for the future. Little did I know what life had in store for me.
In 1989 when I was 19 years old, I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I flew to a very tall mountain and saw a cave. The doors to the cavern were closed, but I could see through the gap between them. I saw many people gathered and heard someone say, “A big event is about to happen in the human world. Li Hongzhi [note: Falun Dafa founder's name] will come to save people.”
Suddenly I heard someone else say, “There is someone outside listening to us. This is a heavenly secret and we cannot let her get away!”
Terrified, I wondered, “What am I going to do?”
Then an old man with white hair and white eyebrows stood up. He was dressed in a Taoist robe and had a whisk in his hand. “Who dares to touch her! She is Li Hongzhi's disciple!” he said. No one said a word after that.
I woke up thinking that the old man's face looked very familiar. I remembered that I had dreamed of him once before. I was four or five at the time, and I was very sick and in and out of consciousness. He came to me in my dream and said, “What's wrong with you?”
“I feel bad,” I said. He took out two black seeds and told me to eat them, so I did.
He said, “Do not say bad things about other people and do not do bad deeds. If you do, you will feel bad.”
When I awoke, I felt all better. I told my parents about my dream and they were very grateful to the deity for saving my life.
I married when I was 23. Both my husband and father-in-law had bad tempers. They often went into a fury and quarreled at home. I was always in a bad mood and had many health problems.
In 1995 a high school student next door told me that one of his classmates had attended a Falun Dafa lecture series in Guangzhou. The moment I heard the words “Falun Dafa,” I felt strange inside. When I saw the picture of Master Li in the book Falun Dafa that he borrowed for me, he looked so familiar that tears rolled down my face. I knew this was what I had been waiting for.
My husband was very much against me practicing Falun Dafa at the beginning. One time when I came home from group exercises, he picked up a stick about three feet long and hit me hard on my arm. The stick broke into half, but my arm was fine. I knew I had to treat every situation with truthfulness, compassion, and tolerance. I didn't get angry at him and only said, “I’m sorry I am late. Don't be upset.”
One morning when I was doing the sitting meditation, he poured a cup of cold water on me. I didn't move a bit even though it was early fall and there was a chill in the air. He was very surprised, “She really has gong? How can she be in such a deep trance?”
He once said to me, “Since you started practicing Falun Dafa, I no longer have nightmares. Falun Dafa is really good!” Since then, he has not opposed me practicing Falun Dafa.
My father-in-law is a stubborn and uneducated man. He treated me like an enemy in the past. If he was not pleased with me, he would stand outside shouting insults in foul language about me so that all the neighbors could hear. One time I tried to explain Falun Dafa to him, and he picked up a broom and tried to hit me. Even the neighbors felt sympathy for me.
One day I was making dumplings at home. He was outside scolding me again. I asked my son to take a plate of cooked dumplings to him. My son said, “He scolds you for no reason all the time. I am not going to give him the dumplings!”
I took the dumplings to him myself. “Are you tired?” I asked. “Take a break and have some dumplings.”
This happened again and again, until one day when he spoke to me, “I have not treated you well for many years. It's all my fault. I’m sorry.”
I told him to thank Falun Dafa and my Master. “Falun Dafa changed me or else I would have left this home long ago.”
All the neighbors and relatives praised me for putting up with my father-in-law. They say that I am a true practitioner and that my family would have disintegrated long ago if it weren't for Falun Dafa.
I have been practicing Falun Dafa diligently all these years despite the persecution. I had many ailments in the past—chronic headaches, stomach problems, arthritis, and chronic hepatitis—which have all disappeared through practicing. I have also become physically strong and am able to do all the hard labor on the farm. Even my complexion has changed for the better.
People will ask, “How is it that you are getting younger and prettier?”
I always tell them that it is because I cultivate Falun Dafa. I also believe my family is blessed and protected because I practice Falun Dafa.
One time my husband was driving a truck and turned too quickly. Instead of ending up in the ditch beside the road as happened many times on that stretch of the road, his truck turned in the other direction and he avoided a big accident.
When my son was four years old, he ran into the street chasing a friend. A big truck came around the corner and stopped only a foot away from him.
During the 2005 Chinese New Year celebration, my husband was setting off fireworks. One of the fireworks went off next to our two children, leaving them with black faces and hands, but neither one was hurt.
Now everyone in my family believes in the goodness of Falun Dafa and is grateful to Master and Falun Dafa.