(Clearwisdom.net) In mid-May of this year, my uncle Chen Wei was taken away by officers from the Feng County Police Department in Jiangsu Province. Since then there has been no news of him. To avoid being persecuted, my grandparents left town and did not return home.
In 1998, our family had the rare opportunity to become Falun Dafa practitioners. A few months after my grandparents started to practice, their health vastly improved. In the past my grandfather's nickname was "the wine god." Because of his work, he drank and smoked frequently. After two months of practicing Falun Dafa, Grandfather had a strange reaction to wine and cigars. Each time he saw these things, he would feel nauseous and get headaches. In time he slowly got rid of his smoking and drinking habits.
My grandmother was always busy with housework, which exhausted her. After practicing Falun Dafa, her health improved and her skin looked younger. Our relatives who witnessed their changes were all very surprised, and all of them started to practice. I was also among them. At that time I was only a secondary school student. Falun Dafa started to spread from here, and our house became the local materials site.
In January 2001, the fabricated "self-immolation incident" created much commotion. Family members started to oppose our practicing Falun Dafa. Some of the practitioners who had just then started to practice gave up. But my grandparents, my uncle, and my mother did not give up. They persisted in the practice. My uncle was arrested and sent to the local brainwashing class in 2001. My grandparents and mother were also arrested together. In jail, they were still steadfast in their faith. Later they were all released. But thereafter, our house came under surveillance. Even though we had lost our former peace and happiness, my grandparents, uncle and mother persisted in studying the Fa and practicing the exercises together.
In 2003, the local officer in charge of persecuting Falun Gong practitioners ordered the police to locate all the material sites. In the middle of the night, the police barged into my grandparents' house, ransacked their belongings, and found a lot of truth clarification materials. They once again took my grandparents away and locked them up in the forced labor camp for four months. Later they were released, but the police monitored them and would come into the house to check on them whenever they felt like it. To avoid persecution, my grandparents had no choice but to go to another town to live. We would visit them when we had the time.
Last month in a neighboring city, one fellow practitioner was not careful enough and was arrested by the police. He told them about the practice site at our house. The police took away all the equipment and arrested my uncle. To date, we have had no news of him.