(Minghui.org)
I was born in a remote, hilly village in southwest China. I grew up with suffering and hunger and didn’t spend much time in school. My father left us before I could remember his face. Only my Mom, who had always been sick, was with my older brother and me. The people in the village did not care about us.
Mom planted whatever she could. I looked after other people’s cows when I was 7-years-old. I walked all surrounding mountains in my bare feet. I was bitten all over by mosquitoes and insects. I had to survive under strong winds and burning sunshine. I drank water in the river and ate peanuts or sweet potatoes or whatever I could find. I had no concept of stealing. When I was 7-years-old, I walked 70 miles in the mountains to my sister’s home to have a dumpling meal. In order to have enough to eat, I joined the army when I was 17-years-old and walked out of the mountains.
My inner eye (tianmu) was opened before I began practicing Falun Dafa. When qigong paved the way, I used my inner eye to help many people diagnose their diseases and became famous locally. One day a colleague from the Labor Bureau came to me. He heard from his sister-in-law that the Master of Falun Dafa came to spread the practice and wondered whether I could take a look at him. I told him, “He is too high for me to see through.” He said, “Let’s follow him.” So the five of us participated in the last teaching class that Master had in mainland China. That year was 1994.
My fate has changed since then: years of stomach problems and rheumatoid leg pain disappeared. I looked twenty years younger. What’s even more magical is my wife’s asthma, rheumatism, neurasthenia and other diseases all disappeared before we returned home. My whole family studied Falun Dafa and assisted Master with Fa-rectification. What made me even happier was those who used to practice qigong with me started practicing Falun Dafa in succession after witnessing the changes in my body.
There used to be a telephone operator in my company who committed suicide due to family conflicts. As my company was located in a rural area and there were no street lights at night, many young operators dared not work the night shift. They complained that they could hear crying at night. They were happy whenever I was on the night shift as they felt safe when I was around. Even the young managers dare not work the night shift. One of them would pick me up to accompany him whenever he was on the night shift. So I became the most popular person.
After cultivating Falun Dafa, Master made me more intelligent and wise. My brain seems to process things faster than others. Once there was a charger that failed and no vendors could provide a replacement in time. A large area’s communication system was affected and the managers were very anxious, so they assigned the task to me. I worked diligently without going home and fixed it in time. It met the urgent production requirements. I was praised by the upper management. In the meantime, I created a better cultivation environment for myself.
The 610 Office manager used to ask for a list of Falun Dafa practitioners from my bosses. My manager thought that everyone knew I practiced Falun Dafa so there was no way to hide me. In order to protect others, he only reported my name. When the 610 Office manager saw my name, he said, “I just don’t want him on the list!” and returned it. I knew it was Master who protected me.
There was a station manager who was about ten years younger than me. He was always angry with me whenever I saw him. I never saw him smile. He scolded me like his own kids for more than ten years. He always assigned me the dirty and tedious tasks. My colleagues defended me against the injustice. Once he organized a dance party over the weekend. There was a sudden blackout and I was not on duty. He argued it was all my fault and shouted in front of everyone, “You do not deserve to be at the party. Go and fix the power!”
I fixed the power outage without saying a single word and endured it. I went back home after that. If this would’ve happened before I had cultivated Falun Dafa, with the skills I learned as a soldier, I would have put up a fight.
Another time a colleague had me pick up a stove at a warehouse. He told me that everyone got one. In the morning meeting, the station manager humiliated me in front of more than 20 colleagues. He said that I stole from the warehouse and his scolding went on for more than ten minutes. He only stopped when he got tired. While the manager was scolding me, I hoped the colleague would stand up for me. However, the colleague I put my hopes in closed his eyes and pretended to be resting during the meeting. I felt helpless, but I endured. After the meeting, everyone gave me a sympathetic look. I left the meeting silently and went back to work without any regret in my heart.
Another time, all my colleagues agreed to reward me with a one-level pay raise. However, the station manager told me the next day, “Ms. Geng wants that reward.” Ms. Geng’s husband is a commanding officer and the manager was afraid of offending the officer. I said, “Then give it to her.” I told my wife about this several months later.
A few months later, Ms. Geng’s family suffered retribution for her husband’s persecution of Falun Dafa practitioners and her husband died. The station manager who scolded me all the time had a stroke. Looking at his suffering, I felt empathy for him. I invited him to my home. My wife and I told him the facts about Falun Dafa. He accepted the facts and invited me to dinner. I would like him to feel comfortable, so I agreed. The grievances between us dissolved just like that.
It is great Master who taught me to be tolerant and to treat all beings with compassion in order to save them. I would like to fulfill my prehistoric wish, do the three things well, save sentient beings, and return home with Master.
Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!