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Chapter 809

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So far, Liu Ying still didn't know what caused her to get tetanus. Was it the fish hook that she bought for twenty cents in the store, or was it the fish hook that was stained with dirt when the Crucian Carp struggled on the ground? In short, it was the most serious illness she had ever had. Fortunately, there were no sequelae, and she grew up healthily.

In fact, to some extent, she was quite grateful for the small fish hook. If it wasn't for this illness, her grandmother wouldn't have cared for her so much. She was afraid that she would continue to spend every afternoon alone, with the Crucian Carp and loach in the water tank as companions.

As a small coastal fishing village, fish was food and a commodity for the villagers — big fish were food for people, and small fish and shrimp were food for chickens and ducks. Few people would treat fish as pets, and of course, no one had the habit of treating fish.

Her grandmother's eyes were blurry, and it was little Liu Ying who first discovered the white membrane on the clownfish. Both grandmother and granddaughter didn't know what this white membrane was. Her grandmother even said at first that the fish was molting and told her not to worry.

Could fish molt? It didn't seem possible.

The clownfish's condition was getting worse, and they no longer ate. No matter what they were fed, they wouldn't eat.

In the past, they liked minced shrimp the most. The small fish and shrimp in the fishing village weren't worth much, and they were all used to feed poultry. Her grandmother peeled the shrimp, chopped them into small pieces with a kitchen knife, and fed them. They were very happy to fight for the food, but now they didn't eat it. They watched as the shrimp sank to the bottom of the tank and soaked in the water, making the water murky.

Little Liu Ying had raised Crucian Carp and loach for a while, and she knew that fish wouldn't starve to death if they didn't eat for a few days. Sometimes, they would die if they were fed too much, so she stopped feeding them and didn't let her grandmother feed them, thinking that they might have eaten too much.

The grandmother and granddaughter looked at the weak clownfish and didn't know what to do.

"I didn't have the concept of changing the water at that time, because I was used to raising Crucian Carp and loach, and I didn't care if the water was murky." Liu Ying had a complicated smile on her face, and she glanced at the clear and transparent aquarium in the aquarium.

Her grandmother said that the fish dealers at the temple fair all kept their fish in very clear water. She thought that maybe it was because the weather was hot, and the shrimp had been soaked in the water until it was rotten, so she suggested changing the water.

At that time, the rainy season had arrived, and it was raining heavily outside. The road was not easy to walk on, and there was no way to fetch seawater from the beach.

Therefore, Grandma thought of an idea. She poured half of the water in the fish tank and added the other half of the well water. She would make do for now, and when the rain stopped, she would bring fresh seawater over.

There was their own well in the small courtyard where they lived. It was dry during the dry season, but when the rainy season came, they basically didn't need running water.

Little Liu Ying was very worried about the clownfish's life. She felt that clownfish lived in seawater. Would it be okay to put them in a fish tank that was half freshwater and half seawater? But she couldn't think of any other way, so she helped her grandmother change the water in the fish tank.

They fished out the clownfish first.

Usually, clownfish were very clever and not easy to catch, but now they were as slow as patients, so it didn't take long to catch them. Together with the clearer seawater in the upper half, they were put into a separate container. Then, the muddy seawater in the lower half was poured away, half of the fish tank's tap water was added, and the remaining seawater was poured in. After a little stirring, the dying clownfish were put back into the fish tank.

After changing the water, the grandfather and grandson waited without much hope. They waited for the clownfish to get better while waiting for the rain to stop.

However, a miracle happened.

The clownfish, which they thought was dead, slowly recovered, and the white membrane was fading.

During this time, the oxygen pump that their grandmother bought from the temple fair had been running, injecting a string of bubbles into the water. Zhang Zian nodded and said, "You guys are lucky. You found the right method.

The clownfish got Ilythrin disease, and it can indeed be improved with fresh water. That is, put the clownfish in a fish tank that is half seawater and half freshwater. The salinity of the mixed seawater is about 1.01, which can kill the bacteria that are not used to the low-salinity seawater. The clownfish itself is more tolerant of low-salinity seawater than the bacteria, but the effect varies from fish to fish. The time can't be too long, or the clownfish will also die. "

"You can do that?" It was the first time that Jiang Feifei had heard that saltwater fish could be placed in an environment that was half seawater and half freshwater.

Liu Ying turned to look at the camera and smiled bitterly. "At that time, it was really luck. Grandma and I didn't know anything. We just raised them blindly, and we actually accidentally made the clownfish's Ilythrin fade …"

She and her grandmother didn't know that it was the fresh water that had worked. They thought that it was because of changing the water.

In the evening, the rain stopped. They seized the last ray of light from the setting sun. Before the sky was completely dark, they ran to the beach together to get seawater and put the clownfish back into the seawater. After two or three days, they were almost completely recovered.

When they saw that they finally opened their mouths and ate the minced shrimp that she fed them, she and her grandmother cheered happily.

Zhang Zian analyzed, "In fact, the treatment of Ilythrin disease through low-salinity seawater is not necessarily effective. It varies according to the fish's physique. If the fish is too weak, it may even accelerate the fish's death. In addition, you quickly changed to fresh seawater. You were lucky that you didn't soak the clownfish in the low-salinity seawater for too long. "

"And then? Why did the clownfish die again? "Jiang Feifei asked.

Liu Ying sighed. "As I said before, the rainy season is here."

After the clownfish's Ilythrin disease was cured, they had been living very healthily. She and her grandmother changed the water for them from time to time. Later, they heard that the clownfish were suitable to live with sea anemones, so they bought them sea anemones and decorated the small fish tank.

During the summer and autumn seasons, typhoons often passed through the small fish village. The villagers had long been accustomed to it, but they still couldn't avoid certain losses.

It was a particularly hot summer afternoon. The air seemed to have solidified, and even breathing was difficult. The sweat never stopped. Her and her grandmother's sweats were all soaked, and the two of them were still wiping their sweat while blowing on the electric fan.

The weather was too hot, and there was no air conditioning at home. The water in the fish tank felt like it could cook fish. The clownfish were not in a good state, and they were listless.

Grandma went out and looked at the sky in the southeast direction. She comforted Liu Ying that it might be raining soon. After the rain, the temperature would drop.

Sure enough, before Grandma finished speaking, the sound of a loudspeaker sounded in the direction of the village center. It was the village chief informing everyone that he had just received an emergency notice from the higher-level weather station, saying that a typhoon was about to pass through, and there might be thunderstorms, strong winds, and hail in a short period of time. The villagers were asked to be prepared to resist the wind and prevent disasters.

The villagers walked home in groups of three to five, including Grandma's former mahjong friends. Everyone was cursing the typhoon, and all kinds of vulgar words crossed the courtyard wall and floated into Liu Ying's ears.

Grandma sighed and nagged that when the typhoon came, the fishery contracted by the family would be reduced again. She said that even the purse seine would be torn or swept away by the typhoon. Then, they would lose everything.

At that time, Liu Ying still couldn't understand so much. She kept staring at the listless clownfish, worried for them.

Then, her parents called and said that they would stay in the fishery to try their best to reduce losses. They told the grandmother and granddaughter to be careful, to close the doors and windows of the house, and to lift the electrical appliances and food to a higher place to prevent water from entering.

Grandma agreed, and in turn, told them to be careful, pay attention to safety, and not to sacrifice their lives for money.

After hanging up the phone, Grandma also began to get busy. She put all the valuables in the house, such as banknotes, passbooks, and jewelry, into plastic bags and tied them. She used tape to stick the window glass in a square shape to prevent stones or branches from being blown by the wind from shattering the glass and hurting people. Then, she used red bricks to pad the bed and cabinets, and put the rice, noodles, and vegetables on a higher place.

Little Liu Ying also tried her best to help, such as passing the tape and quickly stuffing a red brick on the bed when Grandma lifted the foot of the bed.

The weather was hot, and the grandmother and granddaughter were so busy that they were sweating profusely. They almost had a heatstroke.

When they were finally done, the sky quickly darkened. One moment, the sun was scorching, and the next moment, it was overcast. The seabirds seemed to have sensed something and flapped their wings away from the vicinity of the small fish village. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Grandma took one last look at the southeast and closed the window. The room was as dark as evening.

They didn't turn on the lights, because as the last step of preparing for the typhoon, Grandma had to pull the switch to prevent accidental leakage of electricity.

Little Liu Ying watched helplessly as the bubbles coming out of the oxygen pump came to an abrupt stop.

Grandma lit the candles and took out two popsicles from the refrigerator. The grandmother and granddaughter sat around the candles, eating the popsicles while listening to the increasingly frightening howling of the wind outside.

The clownfish hid in the sea anemone. Grandma was worried that Little Liu Ying would be scared, so she told an old story that she had heard countless times.

The small fish tank reflected the shadows of the candles, and Little Liu Ying also saw her own worried face.

The typhoon arrived as promised.

The heat was almost swept away in an instant.

The storm and hailstones came crashing down. The huge raindrops and dense hailstones smashed on the roof, louder than the firecrackers during the New Year.

The voice of Grandma's story was drowned in the noise coming from all directions.

Every part of the house was trembling and creaking uneasily, as if it could be crushed into powder by the violent typhoon at any time.

The village's weak drainage system was overwhelmed, and the water quickly rose over the threshold and poured into the house.

Little Liu Ying and Grandma both sat on the bed, raised their feet, and watched the water rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Grandma tried to pick up the phone, wanting to ask if her son and daughter-in-law were safe, and if the fishery was safe, but there was only silence. Obviously, the phone line had been torn off by the wind somewhere, which was also expected.

Everyone except them seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the two of them trapped in the house.

Time passed, and the sound of the wind gradually died down, but the water was still rising.

The water was as black as ink, and the bottom could not be seen, making people feel that there might be unknown dangers hidden in it.

The bed became unstable and wobbly, as if it might float.

Bang bang!

At this moment, someone knocked on the door. The sound was very urgent.

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