(Minghui.org) My husband was pampered at home since he was a child. He was short-tempered, selfish, enjoyed cursing people, and didn’t engage in honest work.

One night, he hailed a rickshaw taxi. The driver didn’t stop because he already had a passenger. My husband yelled at him, swearing terribly. It happened that the passenger was a policeman, who took my husband to the police station, and handcuffed him to the heating pipe for a night.

My father bought a truck for us and let my husband run it when my husband and I were both unemployed. My husband then thought that he had a financial cushion and all his bad habits were exposed: eating, drinking, prostitution ,and gambling – and he gambled big. The other drivers mostly made some money by running their trucks, but my husband didn’t earn enough as a truck driver.

I started to practice Falun Dafa (Falun Gong) in 1998, and cultivated myself strictly according to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I tolerated my husband, treated him with kindness, and never quarreled with him. He knew that Falun Dafa was good, supported my practice, and told others how great Falun Gong was. He even ecouraged people to try it.

My Husband’s Anger Increased

On July 20, 1999, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) led by its former head Jiang Zemin launched an all-out persecution of Falun Dafa and Dafa practitioners. We went to Beijing to petition in September, and were taken back and detained for a month.

During that time, my father sold the truck. My husband’s financial resource was cut off. His anger arose, and started to blame me for practicing Dafa. He would berate me whenever he saw me, regardless of where we were. I didn’t argue with him, and continued to treat him with kindness. He believed the CCP’s lies and slandered Dafa. I warned him, “You are adding karma to yourself, which is unforgivable!” He didn’t listen, and berated me instead.

In order to upset me, he told me that he had another woman and wanted to marry her, but she didn’t agree. He said to me angrily: “I don’t even want it if your father buys me an airplane, let alone a truck.”

I worked in my parents’ store, keeping busy during the day. After I got home, I would cook, do housework and take care of the things needed for our child. I treated my husband with kindness as before. He would often get a good rest during the day, and lie in bed at night and berate me. I was tired due to the daytime work, and sometimes fell asleep while he was critcising me. When he saw me sleeping, he would push me awake and force me to listen to him, I would just quietly listen to what he said. I knew he was deliberately being provocative, and I would never retaliate. He usually stopped when he was tired.

One day, my husband and I, along with his friend ate kebabs at a barbecue stall, and he brought up his affair with another woman again. I didn’t want to listen, so I got up and said I was going to go to my mother’s house, but his friend stopped me, so I went home instead. After my husband finished eating and drinking, he rushed home and saw me lying on the bed. He grabbed my neck and stared at me with a fierce look. He held me for a while, then moved his hands away from my neck, and started to scold me.

Sometimes, when my husband dined out, he would get drunk, and after he got back home late, he would scold me before going to bed. He wouldn’t allow me to talk to him because he wasn’t happy with whatever I said. However, he would also scold me if I ignored him. He would get even angrier when he saw that I was not moved no matter how he scolded me. I lived with this mental stress every day.

One night in late 2002, for some reason he felt bad again, and punched me on the left side of my head with all his strength. I was knocked out. I couldn’t tell what direction I was facing, and my head and ears were buzzing. Half of my head, ear, and face became swollen, and my bones and flesh hurt for days. This time, my mental and spiritual tolerance reached its limit. Even my eight-year-old son said, “Dad is a ‘cold-blooded animal.’” A few days later, my husband and I divorced. I took my son to stay at my parents’ house.

My Mother-in-law: “Falun Gong saved my son!”

Just after the Chinese New Year day celebration in 2003, my husband called and asked me to meet him. When I just went downstairs, he rushed over, hugged me and burst into tears, saying that he regretted treating me badly. He said that he was alone, while others were enjoying the holiday time with their families, and asked me to forgive him.

It happened so suddenly. I hadn’t expected him to be like that, and I didn’t know what to do. After that, he often called me and asked me to forgive him. I was thinking that if I didn’t forgive him and go back, I would have made a bad relationship with him and his family, and it would be difficult for his family to be saved. His parents were busy with their business and didn’t live with him, and no one took care of him after we got divorced. His parents worried about him. Besides, my son was often discriminated against for not having his dad around.

Master said,

“But in doing anything, you need to treat others with kindness and try your best to be considerate of others.” (“Teaching the Fa and Answering Questions in Jinan” in Zhuan Falun Fajie -The Law of Zhuan Falun Explained)

I couldn’t just ignore him and his family for my own comfortable life. I asked myself if I should rebuild this family with the compassion that I had from cultivating in Dafa. When I told my parents that I decided to remarry him, my father cried and worried about my future. He said that he felt like I would like jumping into the fire again, but my thinking was, “My mission is to save people.” I shouldn’t think much for myself.

I remarried in the summer of 2003. I said nothing about the things of the past, as if they never happened. I never complained even though my husband still did not go out to work or earn money to support our family as he used to. I was content as long as he could accept Dafa, and be saved. I still cooked the meals daily and bought him the food he liked.

My husband had significant improvements: he deeply understood the truth of Dafa, no longer opposed me cultivating in Dafa, nor was he against me reading Dafa books to my son. Sometimes, when he saw us studying the Fa, he would come over and say, “Allow me to read it for a while!” He read the Fa, and we listened.

My husband no longer treated me badly as in the past, and no longer held resentment toward my family. He got along more harmoniously with my family. He behaved like a different, better person. He started to go out to work to support our family in 2008, and treated others with kindness. His parents stopped worrying about him. My mother-in-law said, “Falun Gong saved my son!” His sister said that his improvement was connected to my cultivating in Dafa.

My husband improved a lot, but his hot temper still flared up from time to time. His attitude soon eased after seeing me being quiet without saying a word. Sometimes, the first half of his sentence was full of anger, but the tone of the second half became soft, making a 180-degree turn. Once, he said emotionally, “Let’s be a family again in the next life. It’s great that we don’t fight.”

My mother-in-law and I bought a car for him in 2013, so he could be a taxi driver. From then on, he’s worked hard, and realized how difficult it was to support a family. He no longer paid too much attention to his food and clothing, nor spending money indiscriminately. When driving his taxi, he met many passengers, and for so many years, he has not caused any trouble. I do not worry about him any more. Sometimes, when he encountered injustice, he would get home angrily and complain to me, and I would encourage him with the principles of Dafa. His anger would subside after a while.

I often talked to him about the Fa principle of “no loss, no gain.” (Lecture Four, Zhuan Falun) He understood it and would return the items that the passengers left in his car. Cell phones left in the car is a common occurrence. Once, my husband found an Iphone worth about 7,000 yuan, and he did not hesitate to return it to the owner. In the past, it would have been a different story.

Taxi drivers are generally reluctant to give rides to the elderly because they are slow to get in and out of the car, and sometimes they would get confused where they wanted to go. Many drivers would refuse to take them, but my husband would take them.

My Husband Has Been Blessed after Understanding the Greatness of Dafa

Not long after my husband started to drive his taxi, he was on his way to the city from the countryside, when his car skidded on the icy road, went into a ditch and hit a tree. His car was damaged badly, but he and the two passengers were unscathed. Fortunately, the ditch was not deep. Three of them pushed the car onto the road, and my husband could still drive it back to the city. The two passengers did not complain and paid the fare.

I said to my husband, “This accident might have come to take your life. It’s because you accepted Falun Dafa, you were blessed and your tribulation has been resolved for you. It only cost you 3,000 yuan to repair the car. You are lucky.” He agreed with what I said. One of his friends crashed his car into a tree, totaled it and died.

My husband used to suffer from rheumatism, and his kneecaps were more accurate than the weather forecast. As long as they hurt, it was either cloudy or rainy. The rest of his body was warm while the kneecaps were cold and in pain. However, he cannot recall when they stopped hurting, and they haven’t hurt for over 10 years. He knows that this is because I practice Dafa, and as he accepts the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, he’s benefited from it.

His attitude toward the persecution changed. In 2001 the CCP fabricated the  Tiananmen Square self-immolation in order to frame Falun Gong and the CCP became more frantic in persecuting Dafa practitioners. I was working in my parents’ store, and they worried about my safety and asked me to stay at home for a few days. When my husband found out why I didn’t go to work, he got furious and forced me to go to work, ignoring my safety.

When I was arrested again in November 2007, my husband told his mother: “Mom, my wife is really nice to me! No matter how much we spend, we have to save her.”

His mother responded, “I can’t let you live without your wife, and my grandson without his mother!” Later, my mother-in-law and sister-in-law put in a lot of effort to rescue me, and got me released.

When I went out to distribute truth-clarification materials at night, my husband would often wait up for me to come back home. Only seeing me getting home safe and sound, he would then be able to go to bed, and have a peace of mind.

Because of my sincere giving, my in-laws respect Falun Dafa and me. My sister in-law said, “We’re so fortunate to have you in our family.”

My husband’s relative also said, “Look at their daughter-in-law, she is not only beautiful, but also virtuous.”

Whenever I heard that, I would reply, “If I didn’t practice Falun Dafa, I couldn’t have behaved like that.”

Master said, “...with one person practicing, the whole family benefits...” (Teachings at the Conference in Australia)

Over many years of the CCP’s brutal persecution of Falun Dafa, my husband has suffered from fear for me, and endured great pain and pressure. I am grateful for his dedication to me. At the same time, I am also pleased because he has chosen a bright future for himself.