"Brother Jing, I want to eat some sesame cakes." Su Tiantian saw the sesame cakes on the vendor's stall from afar through the car window. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to eat them. She gently touched her stomach, her eyes full of desire.

Ren Zhengxuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, didn't want to embarrass Liu Jingze, so he played the villain himself: "Cousin, the oil used in those sesame cakes may not be suitable for pregnant women, and fried foods can easily cause internal heat."

Unexpectedly, Liu Jingze didn't go down the slope. Seeing Su Tiantian's eager eyes, he softened his heart and said, "Ayu, park near the stall selling sesame cakes."

Ren Zhengyu, who was driving, said cheerfully: "Okay, I want to eat sesame cakes too. They look delicious when they are steaming hot." He slowly found an empty space to park.

Ren Zhengxuan felt that he was not in vain being a villain. After all, it made his cousin's image of doting on his wife seem more stable. It must be said that he seemed to be quite good at comforting himself.

This is a busy street in a small town. The street is bustling with people, cars are constantly flowing, and horns are honking one after another.

The roadside shops are full of goods, and the models in the clothing stores are wearing fashionable new clothes, attracting the attention of passers-by.

There are colorful fruits displayed in front of the fruit shop, and the fragrance of fruit is everywhere.

The soft music coming from the bookstore makes people stop and take a look.

Across the street from the sesame cake stand was the four people's original destination - a famous cake shop in the town. The cake shop's storefront was decorated in a warm off-white color, giving people a soft and friendly feeling.

The cake shop's window display is a highlight. The transparent glass is spotlessly clean, showcasing the store's most tempting creations.

Inside the window, cakes in various shapes and layers are displayed. Some resemble exquisite castles, with pointed towers and delicate carvings; others resemble bouquets of blooming flowers, their colorful buttercream petals vividly adorning them. They seem to quietly exude a sweet charm.

The winter sunshine in the south shines on the bustling crowd, it is not too cold, and a lively atmosphere permeates every corner.

Liu Jingze opened the car door swiftly, quickly walked around to the other side, opened the door for Su Tiantian, and carefully helped her out of the car. The two brothers of the Ren family also got out of the car.

They walked towards the pancake stall together. Although the stall was small, it had all the necessary equipment.

A large, old, but polished oven took center stage. Its walls, blackened by smoke, gave it a distinctly smoky air. The charcoal fire in the oven danced, emitting warm light and bursts of heat.

Next to the oven is a wooden chopping board, on which are neatly placed rolling pins, cutting knives and various ingredients, as well as fresh green chopped green onions, tender lettuce, fragrant sesame seeds, snow-like white sugar, and jars of rich sauces.

The stall owner, a warm and enthusiastic middle-aged woman with a simple smile on her face, warmly greeted every customer. She expertly manipulated the dough in her hands, saying, "Welcome! Our sesame cakes are guaranteed delicious. Come and try some freshly baked ones!"

There were several other customers in front of the stall. A man in work clothes asked for a sesame bun with chili and bean curd. Could he want to have it as dinner?

A student with a backpack ordered a dish with pork tenderloin and shredded potatoes, and asked for it to be spicy, probably planning to eat it on the way.

A young woman in a dark blue sweater ordered one with ham, lettuce, egg, cheese and mayonnaise.

A young man in sportswear and a windbreaker ordered a shaobing with beef and green peppers.

A mother with a child ordered a pancake with egg and ham for her child.

A white-haired old lady ordered a sesame seed bun with tofu and pickles.

The sounds of conversation and laughter intertwined, forming a cheerful after-work melody. Everyone was eagerly anticipating the arrival of the delicious sesame cakes.

Ren Zhengyu came forward and said, "Boss, I want a sesame seed bun with egg, pork floss, and tomato sauce, no chili."

Then he turned around and asked, "Cousin, cousin-in-law, brother Xuan, what do you want?"

Liu Jingze gently put his arm around Su Tiantian's waist and said, "I don't want to eat it. Tiantian, what do you want to add to your sesame seed bun?"

Su Tiantian said, "I want one with egg, pork tenderloin, pickled mustard greens, and lettuce, and ketchup."

Ren Zhengyu quickly shouted, "Boss, another sesame bun with egg, pork tenderloin, pickled mustard greens, and lettuce, with ketchup."

Then he turned to look at Ren Zhengxuan, who shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to eat.

Several people were waiting for the baked pancakes to come out of the oven, unaware that an accident was happening.