"Vanessa West, remember that there will be a locust plague this autumn. It'll be a waste to plant wheat. You should harvest the saplings, sell them for silage, and use that money to make a fish pond. It'll be more profitable."I jolted awake. This familiar dream made me realize I had truly returned to the past. However, I didn't intend to tell my parents. I rolled over and went back to sleep.In my past life, my grandmother, Julia Simmon, appeared to me in a dream, warning me about the locusts. She told me that I had to tell my father to harvest the crops early, sell them, and get a fish pond with the money.Grandma doted on me, so I believed her implicitly and immediately told Dad about the locust plague.Since my father, Alan West, injured his hand while working, our family's only source of income was tending to the few acres of farmland we had.It didn't just support our family, but it also funded my education. We could not afford to take any risks.I was initially fretting ov
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