Jiang's Regime Killed My Beloved Son

Before I learned Falun Dafa, I suffered from serious hepatitis. I could not do heavy physical labour and was barely able to financially support my family. In addition, my son got leukaemia in June of 1997. Treating his disease depleted our savings, and we had to borrow 20,000 Yuan [500 Yuan is the average monthly income for an urban worker in China]from friends and relatives. We paid 100-yuan every day for medication to extend my son's life. Unable to work myself, I could not even provide for the basic expenses of my 80 year old mother, wife, son and myself, let alone pay for the medication. I could not get a loan, and a family like ours could not get aid from the government, either. It seemed there was no way out. With all these worries weighing on my mind and the torture of a serious disease, I thought the only relief was to kill myself.

On February 4, 1998 I was lucky to get to know Falun Dafa, which taught me why humans go through the suffering of birth, old age, disease and death, and I found the real meaning of life. My whole family started to practise Falun Gong. After about ten days, I was a totally different person - with no mental or physical suffering. I could do any kind of work, and the idea of killing myself was gone. My family gained a new life. My son's original prognosis was 2 to 3 months, but after one year of practising Falun Gong, he became very healthy and could do all types of jobs. These kinds of miracles could only happen in Dafa. Dafa saved my whole family.

After July 20 of 1999, Jiang's regime began to persecute Falun Gong. Police agents started to come to my home, harassing and intimidating us. My teenage son was still in school. Under the tremendous pressure from school and society, he could not continue his peaceful cultivation in Falun Gong. His health quickly deteriorated. Four months after the persecution started, he sadly passed away.

In November 2000, police agents broke into my home, ransacked the entire house and took away our Falun Dafa books and truth clarifying materials. They beat my wife in our own home. I was abducted and thrown into a police van, where they interrogated and beat me the whole way to the police station. At the police station, all the police agents started to beat me - pounding, kicking, and slapping, causing severe bleeding. They tortured me like this from 2 pm until 7 pm, and then transferred me to a detention centre. In the centre, I was fed corn flour buns and Chinese cabbage infested with insects. In the frigid temperatures of Northeastern China, I was forced to sleep on cold wooden boards. I was later released, but I am still constantly hounded by the police.

Chinese version available at http://www.minghui.org/mh/articles/2003/5/22/50826.html