Picked up a Small Dumpling in the Mountains

My name is Xiao Shitou. When I was eight years old, I picked up a doll in the mountains. She is white and tender, wearing a small red bellyband and three small green leaves on her head. The first time she saw me, she stretched out her hand and shouted: "Hug..." I thought someone had lost the doll, so I took her home. Mom said she couldn't afford it and let her go. She crawled into her mother's arms and called out "Mom". My mother never mentioned sending her away again. She eats everything. When she sees wild fruits, she asks "Is this edible?" When she sees mushrooms, she asks "Is this edible?" When she sees tree bark, she wants to take a bite. She likes to pull her beard and feed it to me, saying, "My brother won't feel any pain after eating it." The leaves bloom when she is happy, and wither when she is sad. Later I realized that she was no ordinary doll. Her name is Shenbao, and she is a thousand-year-old ginseng essence from the mountains. Later, someone came into the mountain to catch her. I don't care who she is. She is my sister. No one can take it away.