China Fahui | One Righteous Act Can Suppress Evil

(Minghui.org) I’m 64 years old, and I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1998. I’ve been harassed and arrested by the police numerous times, and my home has been ransacked. But I have no fear because I know that Falun Dafa’s principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance are upright and precious. Master Li (Falun Dafa’s founder) is guiding us to become better people—pure and righteous beings. There is nothing wrong with practicing Falun Dafa.

Before I practiced Falun Dafa my younger brother liked to fight. The police came to arrest him one day and surrounded our home. So I was subsequently nervous whenever I saw the police. After I began practicing Falun Dafa, my fear diminished. Master also repeatedly helped me resolve tribulations.

Helping Other Practitioners

One of my neighbors, Wang, who practiced Falun Dafa, was arrested in 2000 and sent to a labor camp along with other practitioners. His mother repeatedly attempted to visit him, but her requests were always denied. She often wept because she hadn’t seen her son in two years.

I also wanted to know Wang’s situation, so I went to the labor camp and walked in directly. A security guard followed me and shouted, “Who are you looking for?”I said Wang’s name and he said he was not allowed to have visitors.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because he refuses to give up Falun Dafa,” the guard said.

“Even those who committed felonies are allowed family visits. So why is he denied?” I asked.

The guard said he would make a phone call.

After a while, a manager and political instructor came. They were dressed in police uniforms and looked at me sternly.

“Who are you?” one of them asked.

“I’m Wang’s neighbor. Why hasn’t he been allowed a family visit for two years?”

The manager said, “He’s fine. There’s no need to see him.”

“His mother is almost 80. She’s come here many times but has never been allowed to see her son,” I continued. “She misses him so much that she’s become sick.”

“Two o’clock in the afternoon then,” replied the manager.

I thanked him and left. After I walked for some distance, the guard called out, “Remember 2 p.m.”

Wang’s mother saw him that afternoon, and he was fine.

One day Zhang and I went to a market to tell people about Falun Dafa. The police came and three officers tried to get Zhang’s bag from her. She held it tightly. I threw my bag, which contained Dafa materials, to one side and I hurried over.

“Who are you?” one officer shouted.

I said, “You police are supposed to arrest bad people. Why do you care about her?!” I called aloud. All three loosened their grip on her. She was still holding her bag.

“Something fell out!” an officer yelled. The practitioner took out a copy of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Partyand handed it him.

“More!” the officer said.

“Go!” I pushed the practitioner. She ran away and the police also left.

Many people had gathered to watch, so I said, “See, the police are just wasting taxpayers’ money and doing bad things.”

“I think you’d better leave now [before the police come back],” one street vendor reminded me.

I thanked him and left. I remembered what Master said:

“If you are a true cultivator, our Falun will safeguard you. I am rooted in the universe. If anyone could harm you, he or she would be able to harm me. Put simply, that person would be able to harm this universe.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun)

Facing Harassment

Police officers often call or visit practitioners to harass them. My family also felt the pressure, but seeing the huge improvement in my health and character, they encouraged me to practice. Because I had no fear, my family wasn’t afraid. A police officer called my husband and said, “I’m a police officer from…”

My husband interrupted him and said, “There are so many scams these days. How do I know you’re not lying?!”

I was at my son’s place when a police officer called him. When I heard it was the police, I took the phone from him. He said, “I’m a new officer at the station. There will be major conferences in Beijing. Please don’t go to Beijing.”

I said, “Conferences in Beijing have nothing to do with me. Plus, citizens have a right to petition, although few people dare to go now, since the police often beat them up. You’re calling my son is harassment.”

He said, “I was ordered to call you.”

“Then what you’re doing is illegal. We’re good people and the police shouldn’t harass us,” I said.

I told him how I had been detained and tortured for my belief. We talked for a long time, and he asked if he could come to my home.

“Good job. You gave him a lecture,” my son said. I know Master eliminated the bad elements that were manipulating the police officer.

One day in August, a practitioner told me she saw a police dog in my area, and reminded me to be careful. But I did not pay attention. Someone knocked on the door at around 11 a.m. Thinking it was my grandson, I opened it – it was three police officers, and one of them was carrying a video camera.

We just moved here. I reminded myself that they came to hear the facts about Dafa, so I wasn’t nervous. They said they were from a local police station and came to visit me. “The police have been harassing me for many years. You know your job is to arrest corrupt officials, thieves, and prostitutes, not good people like Falun Dafa practitioners. You came without a search warrant. That is violating the law,” I kept talking and I could tell they cooled down.

One officer wanted to come in but I stopped him. “Violating the law won’t do you any good,” I explained.

When they asked if still practiced Falun Dafa, I said the Chinese Constitution guaranteed freedom of belief. I said the CCP broadcast defamatory propaganda about Falun Dafa, such as the staged Self-Immolation Incident at Tiananmen Square. “How can a sprite plastic bottle containing gasoline survive a fire? Why didn’t Wang’s hair burn? How could a girl sing after undergoing throat surgery? Everything the CCP claims are lies!” I explained. “Those high officials were doing bad deeds. We practitioners are law abiding citizens.”

The woman nodded and I continued talking, “Practitioners follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance to be good people. We treat others well.”

“The food you’re cooking is burned. Please go take a look,” one of them said. I stepped inside and turned off the stove. I planned to tell them more but they had already left.

Arrest and Home Ransacking

Once not long after the persecution started, another practitioner and I were distributing materials in another community. When we walked out of the building, we saw a group of police officers. Knowing this was an opportunity to tell them the facts about Dafa, I smiled and exclaimed, “We are all good people!”

One officer came to me and said in a low voice, “Someone reported you. We can go to the police station and go through the procedure, and I will release you.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Of course,” he replied.

The police went to my home to ransack it while I was at the station. My husband was prepared and said only one person could enter because we had an elderly family member with poor health. Two officers entered. They did not find anything and I was released that day.

After another practitioner was arrested in 2016, I went to the police station to ask for her release. I was arrested and detained for 30 days. After being released I went to the police station to get the items they confiscated, but the police refused to give them to me. “They are my personal belongings and I paid money for them,” I said.

I went to the police station every day, and many people came and went. Some asked why I was there. So I told my story and the facts about Dafa. The police officers also listened again and again.

One day, an officer told me, “Your items were sent to the Domestic Security Division.”

“Thank you, I will go there,” I said, and I began walking out.

Before I reached the door, an officer said, “Come back tomorrow and we’ll have your items.”

They returned everything. One said, “Please don’t tell others. We never return confiscated items. You are an exception.”

I called my son to pick me up. He was surprised that they returned my belongings. He said that Falun Dafa was indeed great.

One day in January 2025, several practitioners and drove to a farmer’s market 25 kilometers (15 miles) away to tell people about the persecution. Practitioners had been arrested there one after another. We were involved in a minor accident. One practitioner reminded us to calm down, remember the Fa, and look within. But we did not take it seriously.

After we distributed some materials in the market, we were arrested on the way back. I refused to enter the police van so three officers pushed me in. After arriving at the police station, I saw the director standing there looking at me fiercely. I was calm and walked toward him. He left before I got there. I witnessed the power of righteous thoughts.

I kept telling the police the facts about Dafa. “You know, there were many political campaigns with lots of people wronged. The persecution of Falun Dafa is just another wave of wrongdoings,” I said.

“How do you know?” one officer asked.

“Look at the CCP’s political campaigns. All of them were redressed later,” I explained. They were quiet.

The police planned to detain me for 15 days. During a physical examination, I had symptoms of high blood pressure. I refused to enter the detention center. “She needs to be hospitalized,” the detention center director said. I stood up and walked out.

The police took me to a hospital. A doctor said I needed hospitalization. The police officer could not do anything, so they left. I went home.

The Power of Kindness

Master said:

“While working, your tone of voice, your kindheartedness, and your reasoning can change a person’s heart, whereas commands never could!” (“Clearheadedness,” Essentials for Further Advancement)

One day I went to a farmer’s market to tell people about Dafa. I ran out of materials and I only had one copy left.

When I chatted with a group, one person said, “The CCP gives me money. If Falun Dafa gives me money, I will believe it.”

I said, “You worked all your life but the CCP only gives you 3000 or 4000 yuan a month,” I explained. “Falun Dafa is here to save your life.”

Another person said, “What you say is true. Can I have this flyer?”

I continued telling them how the CCP harmed people for decades with brutality and lies. The person who asked for money left and the rest agreed to quit the CCP organizations.

When I told people about Dafa on another day an old man grabbed my bike and said he would take to me a police station.

I smiled, and said, “The police station is for bad people, not good citizens like us. Right?”

The man also smiled and then walked away.

I know one righteous act can suppress many evil deeds. So whenever I go out to talk to people about the persecution, I always dress neatly. Falun Dafa’s principles guide me—I just want people to know the truth about the persecution.

Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!

(Selected submission for the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)