(Minghui.org) After the Chinese communist regime in China launched the persecution against Falun Gong (also called Falun Dafa) in July 1999, I pretty much stopped practicing Falun Gong because of fear. However, I know that Falun Gong’s founder, Master Li, has been watching over me, and did not want to leave me behind.
Fast-forward to 2017 – I received a call one day from the village production team Chinese Communist Party (CCP) secretary. He asked if I was at home, and said that an official was heading over to visit me. When I asked him who it was, he stammered. I knew right away it was one of those “visits” by local officials of the CCP who wanted me to stop practicing Falun Gong .
My father who is also a practitioner had told me about the Party officials harassing him at home, and the encounter was not pleasant to say the least. Feeling a great wave of anxiety, I cried on my way home. I asked Master to strengthen me and eliminate the evil in other dimensions. I talked to Master the entire way because I was so scared I didn’t know what to do.
However, as I arrived at home and parked my electric bike, my fear was gone. It wasn’t until that moment that I decided, “I am a Falun Dafa practitioner – I am 100% sure.” I knew Master had helped me overcome my fear.
A group of uniformed police officers stood around in my courtyard. I didn’t wait for them to start, and spoke first, “What’s going on here? What brought you to my home? We have elderly parents in their 80’s living with us. What if you scared them? Are you going to be accountable for your actions?”
One officer responded, “Don’t worry, Ma’am. We just want to ask you a few questions.” I said, “You don’t go after the bad guys like real cops are supposed to, instead you harass people who try to be good people.” The officer said, “We just wanted to confirm a few things. Where does your father get his Falun Gong brochures? Do you have any at your home?”
When the police showed up at his home, my father had no fear. He told them how good Falun Dafa is and told them the persecution was wrong. He also delivered truth-clarification brochures and booklets to the local police station a few years back and told the police all about the practice. The police couldn’t do anything about him so they figured they’d get some information out of me. I stayed calm and did not let the police intimidate me.
Master said,
“Should you have fear,it will seize upon youIf thoughts are righteous,evil will collapse” (“What’s to Fear?” Hong Yin Volume II)
I recognized one of the officers as an official from the local police station, and another seemed to be from the city police department, and someone of a higher rank. The city official sat on my left and the local official sat facing me, looking very stern. I sent righteous thoughts toward the the city official, and asked Master for help.
The city official asked me who was giving my father the Falun Gong brochures. I told him, “There are so many Dafa practitioners in the country. My father used to practice Falun Gong, so the local practitioners and even practitioners from other regions all know him. They know where he lives and just dropped some off. We have no idea who did it. We practice Falun Gong for the health benefits and have not done anything wrong.” As I spoke, I sent forth strong righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil spirits of Communism behind the city official.
I told him that I didn’t have any brochures at my house, but he didn’t believe me. “How do you read them if you don’t have any?” he asked. I told him I could go to my father’s house and read them any time. He was skeptical, “Isn’t that inconvenient?” When I explained that it was actually quite convenient, the local official stared at me and said, “Don’t be so sure. If I find brochures at your house, I will have to arrest you.”
I don’t know where I got the courage from, but I stared right back at him without blinking. I knew Master was beside me, because I was not afraid at all. Falun Gong is the most righteous. Without taking my eyes off the local official, I asked him, “Don’t you need a search warrant to search my house?” He hesitated, “Well, usually we do but not under special circumstances.” I continued to press the issue, “Which section of the law gives you the right to search without a warrant?”
Surprised by my question, the local official said, “There are many laws in China. How do I explain it to you if you don’t know any of them.” I turned to the city official and resumed sending righteous thoughts. Soon, the city official seemed to be very uncomfortable and began to sweat profusely. No longer able to sit still, he stood up and kept wiping the sweat off his forehead.
I went into my home and grabbed a truth-clarification booklet that contained the article on how Zhou Yongkang, a former CCP senior official, received karmic retribution for persecuting Falun Gong. I handed the booklet to the city official and he seemed very nervous. I smiled, “Are you hot? You’re sweating a lot.” He was even more nervous, and didn’t know what to do. The local official gave me a menacing look and said, “What do you want? You’re gonna talk about Falun Gong now?”
A young female officer commented, “How could anyone not sweat in such hot weather?” I chuckled a little inside—it was early in the morning and it was not hot at all. Of all the people there, only the city official was sweating. He fidgeted and said to the local official, “I have something urgent to deal with. I have to go now. You stay and take care of it.” He started backing up as he spoke and was out of my courtyard before he could finish his sentence. The local official followed right behind him and said, “What’s the point of us staying if you’re leaving? Look how stubborn she (pointing at me) is.” I chuckled again.
After they left, these words flashed through my mind, “A battle between good and evil.” Falun Gong is Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, while the CCP is all about deceit-evil-strife.
I realized that I did not know much about the law, and to better clarify the truth, I needed to have some knowledge of it. Since then, I have read many Minghui articles on how fellow practitioners have used their legal knowledge to clarify the truth.
A few officers showed up the next time, but I was not afraid. I told them, “I suffered from many illnesses for more than 10 years. Where were you then? Where were you when they pulled the IV needles and stopped my treatment at the hospital because my payment was late? Why didn’t you come visit then? You didn’t care. All my illnesses are gone now because of practicing Falun Dafa, without my having to spend a penny. It is such a good practice and has saved so many lives, yet you launched a persecution again it. We have a great Master, yet you ask me to slander him, and badmouth the person who saved my life? I won’t do it.”
One officer asked who introduced me to Falun Gong. I said, “My father told me about it.” He was curious, “Are you saying that you regained your health through practicing Falun Gong?” “Yes, and it didn’t cost a penny.” I went on and told them how I took up the practice. Remembering everything that our compassionate Master has done for me, I wept as I spoke.
These officers were not among the ones that came the last time, and the one that seemed to be in charge was not as aggressive. I asked him, “Have you read any Falun Gong books?” He said he had read Zhuan Falun. He asked me to not leave town during the next few months, and not to talk to people about Falun Gong. I told him I couldn’t make that promise. I told him that if someone was sick, I would tell him about Falun Gong and its wonderful healing powers. I would tell them how I have benefited.
He asked me three times and insisted that I promise him, but I told him all I could promise was that I wouldn’t do anything illegal. Finally he gave in and said, “Auntie, your children are still young. If you think practicing Falun Gong is good for your health, do it at home and raise your children well.” Then they left.
The third time, two young officers came to visit after eight p.m. As soon as I saw their uniforms, I said, “What are you doing at my house again? You are not welcome here.” One asked, “Are you so-and-so?” “I am. What do you want from me?” Having dealt with the police twice before, I knew exactly what to do.
“We’re just paying you a visit,” he replied. The other officer was recording with a video camera. I told them, “You’re not allowed to videotape here. As law enforcement officers, you are breaking the law. Are you not afraid of karmic retribution doing all these bad things? Delete the footage please.” The officer ignored me and continued recording. I pointed to the sky and said, “You are recording down here, but do you know that the heavens keep a record of all the evil that you have done.”
The one with the video camera did not speak. He seemed to be a subordinate and the other one an official. However, the official avoided mentioning Falun Gong so I didn’t mention it either. I asked him, “Can you say that Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is not good? I am a good person. Is it wrong to practice Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance? You tell me, is Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance good?”
He thought about it and said, “Truthfulness, kindness, and beauty are good. We as a country are promoting these things.” I said, “I am talking about Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. Are you saying that Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is not good?” He didn’t say anything.
After a while, the official all of a sudden blurted out, “I knew I should have not come today. I really shouldn’t have come, but I came anyway.” He said to me, “I am wrong. I’m sorry. I am really wrong. Could I admit that I make a mistake? Would you accept my apology?”
I didn’t expect him to act like that. I told him, “If you know you’re wrong then just correct your mistakes.” He agreed. The officer with the video camera was stunned to see his superior acting like that. I asked them to delete the footage, and advised them to change their ways from now on. They promised to delete it as soon as they get to their office, and left.
The two young officers came back after a few days with an official from the Commission for Discipline Inspection (CDI). The young man that apologized last time smiled and said, “We are not looking for you today, we are here to visit the head of the production team. You could ask him if you don’t believe me. However, since we’re already here, we thought we’d stop by and say ‘Hi.’”
I asked him, “What do you want? Why don’t you just tell me? What do you really want from me?” Just as the CDI official began to say, “Because you practice…,” he was quickly interrupted by the officer who apologized last time. “Oh nothing Ma’am, we were just on our way out.”
I saw their car parked on the side of the road and gestured for my son to take a picture of the license plate. As my son went out with my cellphone to take a picture, the CDI official became upset, “Did you ask your son to take a picture of my license plate?” I was not afraid of him at all, “Yes. Is there a problem?”
When he came back in, I told my son to get a pen and paper to write down the two officers’ names. The young man who apologized said, “Not a problem. You can take pictures of the license plate. I’ll leave my name and phone number.” He told me to contact him if I needed anything or had anything he could help him with. I know they were afraid of my petitioning the government and telling people the truth about Dafa.
The police have stopped coming ever since that day we took a picture of their license plate.