Southeast Walking Street.
Inside Love Kitchen.
The auntie was patrolling the public kitchen.
This was her job, and also her duty.
After all, the ones busy in the kitchen were mostly young couples.
The young people of today, who among them know how to cook?
Every time the kitchen is open, if these couples didn't cause some accident, she'd actually find it strange.
Sometimes, minor accidents like burns and scalds on the hands are already considered trivial.
She still remembered one time, a couple was cooking, but ended up quarreling suddenly, and even started physically fighting; they nearly burned the kitchen down.
Heaven knows how they manage at home, how can one manage to burn down the kitchen while cooking?
So, the auntie knew the weight of her responsibility well, with more than a dozen couples in this public kitchen, she had to keep an eye on each and every one of them.
"If I hadn't taken your money, I wouldn't bother watching you cook!"